歌词
I don't want to talk about it
I don't think you'd understand,
How things can get so ******* up
With such good, good intentions
And if roofs turn to sky
Held by the gravity of nothing
An ironic and literal
Making of a bed.
You can walk away, but there is a reason to stay.
They make bad bad jokes
It's okay not to laugh.
And for every push forward
You get the same ******* push back.
And you got nowhere to go
So you found some place.
And you got nothing to say
You start lying.
Just what the ******* were you thinking?
I'm not sorry... I'd do it all again.
All the lines between hate, love, and revenge
It's just dead, it's dead, it's dead
Just dead feelings.
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