The things that run in my blood
I just gave up
This adventure is a one way street
So please keep your
Give me a reason not to keep sleeping
When I'm awake
Our ambition got cast aside
Thrown away when the batteries died
And
Have I become a recluse?
What is it that other people
Can't fight, there's no escaping the facts
I tried to help
Intoxicated by this sound,
Nothing but a fever,
Going round,
Concentrated on the
What can I say?
I've got no room to complain
Every mistake
Pack up your accents, pack up your batteries
Now go marching
Stumbled out into the day you?ve missed
Watch out, forget what's
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