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i don’t know many things
but i know this for sure
this world is going to shit
it hurts to notice
deep in my core
not many of us talk anymore
not many of us touch anymore
not many of us think things could get better
so we, sit. wait. cry. sleep.
the sun is warm on my face
at least this is all we have
in this beautifully disgusting place
so we, sit. wait. cry. sleep.
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How could my heart be broken
If there was no heart to break?
It’s been easy to convince myself before I’ve even spoken
I’d like to stop being a stranger to myself
Should I put all my shit up on the shelf?
I’m a chameleon. I’m a chameleon.
I blend in this world that doens’t exist for me.
I’m a chameleon. I’m a chameleon
All these faces I put on to make them believe me.
I put it on and on and on and on
A monster would not cry to a sad love song. Her heart would not break from a lover’s departure. So I cried to feel some kind of normal, it’s not easy to feel normal
I’m a chamelon. I’m a chamelon.
I blend in this world that doesn’t exist for me.
I’m a chameleon. I’m a chameleon.
All these faces I put on to make them believe me.
I put it on and on and on and on.
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3. |
It Was Halloween
02:31
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I don’t like the looks of you
Now that it’s morning
You were dressed up in red
last night you were covered in a mask
I thought you looked good anyway but
Boy was I wrong
I took you home late last night
You tasted like salt and wine
And I didn’t mean to act up this way
It was Halloween
I don’t like the looks of you
Now that it’s morning
I scooted close to the floor and
Now I remember the walk in the grave
You told me the stories of how you’ve been saved
I’m such a mess boy, it’s time for you to go
It’s not Halloween anymore
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4. |
Take Me Home
03:20
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Stand up!
Let's get out of here
I can't stand all these useless conversations
I know we've been here an hour, maybe two
I don't mean to make you look bad, babe
I don't mean to make you look bad.
Sitting on the couch sounds better
Taking off our clothes regardless of the weather
We don't have to talk I'm comfortable in our silence.
In our silence.
Take me home.
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