Doors are closed by the rain
I'm entering the bar
While you're sat there, with your unhappy look
That guy with his on you
Bugging with his chuckle approach
Didn't think of you, or any place
The scene follows the framework of young rebels
Escaping reality
Looking as inviting as your plan
It's fascinating the way you break the rules
And your hangover eyes as you look
They selling me what I disprove
But if you don't play this game, I refuse to engage
Moments later, the night's down
Some disorientated people walk through
As the blue light drowns the place
And the disapproval looks comes in their eyes
And if the destiny comes in cliché
I presume we should cross the rain
Disconnecting and accepting your drink
In an peace act, per say
I'm hating the way you breaking the rules
And your hangover eyes as you control yourself,
I admit it could be better
But if so you play this game, I refuse to engage
The action doesn't matter anymore
Since you're breaking some rules in your favor
They're selling me what I disprove
But if you don't play this game, I refuse to engage

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