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| Thief in king's clothes Honesty only goes so far when I can't open up all the way sometimes I just wish I could tell you and get it over with so you could see the real me not someone you could love at all I couldn't let you I'd let you down let my walls crumble leave my heart unprotected drop my mask and show my scars the metaphors are making me sick I'll tell you another lie, steal your heart and live the king's life a while |
Crashwingking I shouldn't crash cars in the sky right now it's much too late for that sort of thing tonight I think I'll just sleep and tomorrow I can speed again I know it's wrong but I can't change music fades I drive back to my old self crash into my old ways repressed and depressed again I can't find me but I know I'm here yeah I was here before, I'm sure of it where did I go? Did I crash just now? Did I speed into the sky? |
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| Your Adam... Alive a light shines on me tonight Sleep tight under stars bright I miss you |
My Eve... Mispronounce my name and see through me I find it funny somehow that you don't laugh the joke is lost on you |
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