The way that your body moves
It feels so right
The shake
I woke up this mornin' from a crazy dream
Coulda swore
Its in your eyes
Its when we laugh but still cry
6am and feelin tired
Been runnin every day
The weight of the
I find myself racing for dream running out of time
Slowly
The tension is building upIts getting me downI go crazy
As I wander down this roadThe only road I’ve known
This masqueradeThe games we play all come down to thisSip
I find myself racing for dream running out of timeSlowly
This must be the hardest thing I've had to doHow
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