Primal
evil what am I? Tongue-tied til the day I die There s no love made with mermaids It s just distraction or so they say And I m too tired to care about it Can t you see this in my face
my face When I feel this strange can I go through this again (x2) It s a sorry state you re getting in The same excuse is wearing thin There s no self control left in me What was not will never will be And I m too tired to care about it Can t you see this in my face
my face When I feel this strange can I go through this again (x2) And I m too tired to care about it Can t you see this in my face The emphasis is on coping Can t you see this in my face
my face When I feel this strange can I go through this again (x4) Could I be dreaming or just coping? (lots of la-la-las until fade) |
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