| In Other Words Another night slips away. In other words I should say there are no words he should say There are no words. In his eyes I see the fear that only time can disappear. If only time can reappear. Now is the time. Something to take it away. To take it away. To take it. The butterflies are passive/agressive and put their problems on the shelf but they're beautiful. And he'll realize the only thing that's real are the kids who kid themselves, and the demise of the beautiful. What is beautiful. The multi-life is better than the one we're in - the one we knew. Becasue everyone is seeing through everyone. They're stepping on this gold terrian. He's moving on th ebold refrain. His blantanlty old campain Is moving on. Something to take it away To take it away. To take it. Don't let it stay. Don't let it stay. Don't let it. The butterflies are passive/aggressive and put their feelings on the shelf but they're beautiful. And he'll realize the only thing that's real are the kids who kid themselves, and the demise of the beautiful. What is beautiful. What can't stay goes away It starts stopping when it stops stopping. |
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