You try to win
At a game that has no winners
You
It's a matter of choices
And a matter of time
For you
Who cares if they don't think you're cool?
They make everything
Your depth of sadness was a gift
And for a while
You would never turn around
You're laughing at everything that's bringing
Well I know you are dying
To give me advice
Speak to
Look at you, you're just as blind
Trying to grab your
You don?t know, how you move me
Deconstruct me
And consume me
I?m
There's a smog moon in the amber sky
Waverin' and burnin'
No memory
Is quite the same
No gentle breeze
Can ease my pain
Lover,
Ahh
Ahh
Ahh
Ahh
When you look into a mirror
The reflection that you see
Is
I can understand you're living in a prison
I know you
Born on a cloud, stupid and proud
I'm gonna take you
I'll do it again, if I have to love you
As soon as I found you, baby, you know
They took
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