Predictable
(Indisponível)
Go!
I can, in every way
Mistake the pain I feel inside
It comes to me
Evil thoughts just creeping through my mind
Who are you to say that I can't speak what's on my mind?
It runs away
It's so predictable
I can, in every way
Illustrate this thing called love inside
[...this thing that's left inside]
Too blind to see, emptiness and sorrow of their lifes
You run away to the cover of their pointless ties
You ask me?
It's so predictable
I'm gonna try
[should I? [fuck]]
I'm gonna die
I'm gonna try
another day
Silence overwhelms my mind
who is to say
If I have the time, or why
should I pray
for all the hate to go away
another day
I can never break free
You wait for me
I call out to you
Another day
I'll live forever!
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