The tears suspend
Smiles are not more than
Locked doors can keep you alone
Forever paint words
In a house that's no longer your home
Take the dreams I know
And it worsens weekends
Thanks again for my misery
And you run with fake friends
I'm sick of your sad songs
And sing alongs
I kind of like it when
Things are wrong
Straight from left end they'll shout corrections
And I'll decline, I'll decline
A source of comfort or some protection
And I'll decline, I'll decline
Smiles are not more than
Locked doors can keep you alone
Forever paint words in a house
That's no longer your home
Take the dreams I know
And it worsens weekends
Thanks again for my misery
And you run with fake friends
Straight from left end, they'll shout corrections
And I'll decline, I'll decline
A source of comfort or some protection
And I'll decline, I'll decline
In your throat you will see
Surface relocated therapy
All I taste of today is the shame
My whore pretty all I know
Are apologies, do you feel the shame?
All I taste of today is the shame
My whore pretty all I know
Are apologies, do you feel the shame?

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