the fall of a friend
screaming they have heard this song before
nothing feels natural coming from that side
black clouds but still no rain
a young heart with an old soul
everything is now for sale
trapped asleep for another night
there is nowhere to land if you jump
money for nothing like this
playful disgrace in a crowded city
another street going the wrong way
a fake smile is all i need tonight
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