words ever flowing/pieces of me
Fur
I can see the rain in your eyes
It's something you always try to hide
as you whisper "everythings alright"
I just feel I could die
Well your pretty "white lies"
won't change a thing
You'll just be stuck
in your broken dreams
Can't you hear the music
yeah its the same old song
And I want to reach you
but you seem to be far away
and for the strangest reasons
it's my world you make
Where we go, what we see
everything we do
Could we change what seems
arranged
or will we always do
Just the same (thing)
It's something you always try to hide
as you whisper "everythings alright"
I just feel I could die
Well your pretty "white lies"
won't change a thing
You'll just be stuck
in your broken dreams
Can't you hear the music
yeah its the same old song
And I want to reach you
but you seem to be far away
and for the strangest reasons
it's my world you make
Where we go, what we see
everything we do
Could we change what seems
arranged
or will we always do
Just the same (thing)
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