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Seems that
every time I talk to you
You have something else to do
If I were to
open up with you
Would you call me the same as I call you
Frightful
days that we are living in
But it seems if hopes get in your way
We'll
take our time and show the life I count out
Open up the chance I have with
you right there
Between my lips are words that surface through you
I'm
just trying to get a message through you
To you, for you, I will
By you,
saw you, know you
I do, you plan to do, if you
His lies, his lies come
just to late
Colored white and gold and yellow and red
In the timing of
the soul that's right
Then we'll look at how talk about death is
spread
Do you know you ask and you shall live
And die then you can
turn to sin
And if I had a lovely home with a bunch of girls
With me,
they can't help you
Believe me if I do what I did
I will have
euphoria
To be sure
I don't give a damn
Live in a place
Do
anything