When you’ve never been moved, it’s really hard to move on. A young saleswoman sets up shop on the sunset, She’ll make your wildest dreams come true at a price you won’t forget; But sadly Mary’d setup alibis, no harm no regret. Hoping they’d meet an angel in bed that could wrestle the devil right out of their heads. The city burns fast, no one has time to sit with themselves; Time to look into our pain or see the same despair in everyone else. It’s here, it’s there, it’s everywhere – tears soak each card the dealer’s dealt. Time taught me how to see every second as heaven even though they’re perfectly disguised as hell; And I refuse to let past bruises cover the light. It ain’t all good, but it’s all good enough, so I know I’m alright. Agony is truth, it’s our connection to the living; And I accept it as perfection and keep on existing in the...
Now, I can only build if I tear the walls down. Even if it breaks me I won’t let it make me frown; I’m falling but no matter how hard I hit the ground, I’ll still smile. I can only build if I tear the walls down; Even if it breaks me I won’t let it make me frown. I’m falling but no matter how hard I hit the ground; I’ll still smile.
When I hear it, I'm in my own world; Goodbye.
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