Fine...


Why is it every time I try

It always comes back as a lie
I could believe in the words that you say to me
But lately I think I won't agree

What makes the world go by
If you cannot crush my life
What holds you up so high
You want it all the time

And the days they go on and on
As all the time I'm all alone
It never pays me to say
That I'm not OK
But you still have time
To make fun of me
What makes the world go by
If you cannot crush my life

'Cause we will be fine
In matter of time
Subject to my mind
As we crossing the line

Directions to see
Perfections to be
A pain of a kind
Always crashing on me
Suffocate, time, matter
I'll be fine

And I don't believe
In time we will see
A pain of a kind
Always crashing on me
Suffocate, time, matter
I'll be fine
Today

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