We judge people like the cover of a second hand
True colours show through the thickest skinwe wear a mask,
I never meant to saythat i think we're better off
We follow those with no heartthey tell us false words
Their hollow promisesare breaking apartand this fear is too real
Theres only so much one can sayand theres only so
You can leave your heart at the side of the
You're dreaming away, wasting awaysitting pretty on clouds lined with
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