Try to hold on to sentiments
Frowning to some extent
To be the waster of it all
Crowded rooms belie elegance
Will turn your cheeks cold
Truth be told evidence Pretend I'm worth a million trials
And sleepless nights
Do not ignore the feeling
With countless tears
The fluorescence you wash from your hair
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow
You should hope that the ground will not swallow. Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired
If the future took elements
And tell me all you know
Wouldn't you compliment?
You're the victim of circumstance
Bordered intelligence
But you refuse to. Pretend I'm worth a million trials
With countless tears
And sleepless nights
Do not ignore the feeling
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow
The fluorescence you wash from your hair
You should hope that the ground will not swallow.
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired
Now I lay down And try to sleep
If you were here
But it's difficult
Without a drink
It would be easy The fluorescence you wash from your hair
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired
You should hope that the ground will not swallow.
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