Your game
Your lovely game
Is like pain and suffering
Your fame
I saw just what it does
When its too hard for
Cold afternoon
I sleep in some
Back of the room
Avoid
Something wrong with me
I'm not getting along with me
My eyes
You've got to know by now
that stepping in and out
Your initial reply hit me undercover
When I lost my head
One troubled night wasn't trouble enough for him
another swallow never
Split decisions, fighting fixes
I test ride my memory
Tunnel vision, I
Were staring down constantly
With palms open and resting feet
Glancing
Wanting to breathe, needing to see
Our struggles are unparalleled
Looking for
It's three in the morning and I'm still not sleeping'Cause
The turns you had to take still keep you awakeDown
Where do you go when you listen to nobody else
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