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Versaemerge - Cities Built On Sand Versaemerge - Cities Built On Sand |
| The oh-so-familiar episode of induction of what he thinks is right -
How could this be proper?
She could be the one to make this story meet its end
Throw away the masquerade
Ok, ok, let's not start a dispute
You suppose a light solution just a simple explanation to this
And he, a man would love, just love to fill your mind with his
And don't stop believing now, and don't stop moving now,
and don't be afraid to love for the way he makes you feel
I'll just inter my feeling. No, just stop this right now!
It is not what makes you proud and it is far from what is real
Your opinion has always just been, not much more than amusement to him
(Dry your eyes, this is not a time for promises)
Throw away the masquerade, and don't stop fighting till they know you
Go ahead and act as expected. An accurate presumption I had in mind
What'd you feel? Tell me "how could this be proper"
This is the same mishap stuck on repeat
It's going over and over with consistency
It's the same mistake you made many times before and will once again
You are losing miserably
And don't stop believing now, and don't stop moving now,
and don't be afraid to love for the way he makes you feel
I'll just inter my feeling. No, just stop this right now!
It is not what makes you proud and it is far from what is real
Your opinion has always just been, not much more than amusement to him
(Dry your eyes, this is not a time for promises)
Throw away the masquerade, and don't stop fighting till they know you
Now you're sitting at your candle-lit table
Red dress and glass case, you're on display
Now your customary conversation is right on track
Are you nervous? Your lips are quivering with fear
of saying the wrong thing. Don't be afraid
Please forget his name - His example of fear in men
We can see you now, we can see your face in broken glass
..This is haunting me, keeping me from sleep.. |
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