Having thoughts of all the things
I heard it's sad
Nobody had to see through eyes
They're all workin' 9-5, you're foo
They're picking up the prisoners
Deep in, your eyes
I don't like his suggestive tone
Sending in aid with sewn-on strings
then how come I believe so soon
that I'm asking for absolution,
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I'd probably lose my mind
Tu ralle ri tu ralle ra va du valsar bra. Om man s
???Cause your troubles are out of reach
There's a feeling she can't explain
In this cage
So you then go to all
Or that it doesn't hurt
No one knew me ??ÔÇť no one knew me
Nothin' inside was real 'till I found yo
Bite my nails while you decide
And you see it yourself, it??s like a heart-attack
Well, I??Ôäóm gonna leave you standing there in a
Lord I was lost, 'til you pulled me through y
Might have gone but what for