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Both Ways
Be honest with me.
Did you ever think that these things that you did,
Would come back to haunt you and fail you again?
Don't ever question my will to admit,
That when we're alone it's too hard to resist,
Making believe that we're bigger than this.
Choosing a road that is different, but similiar,
To the same one I took before.
Why don't we breathe?
Why can't you see,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
And as simple as it sounds,
I think I've found,
The perfect way to grow old.
Simpleness describes,
The iron that is you and your rusty old life.
Get on with the mattress and tell tale lies.
Watch everything that you touch turn to ice.
We're following the sheep and they are at it again.
Making believe that they're free as it seems,
But only finding out that they're on a sinking ship,
That doesn't care,
How many it saves today.
Why don't we breathe?
Why can't you see,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
And as simple as it sounds,
I think I've found,
The perfect way to grow old.
Watch out now, I see the light,
At the end of the tunnel.
It seems realistic,
That getting there will make us fine.
But watch out now, it's full of glass.
Don't take the chance.
You'll surely pass.
At least someday we'll know the reason why.
Why don't we breathe?
Why can't you see,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
And as simple as it sounds,
I think I've found,
The perfect way..
Why don't we breathe?
Why can't you see,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
And as simple as it sounds,
I think I've found,
The perfect way to grow old.
The perfect way.
The perfect way...
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The perfect way...
The perfect way.
The perfect way to grow old.
I think I've found,
And as simple as it sounds,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
Why can't you see,
Why don't we breathe?
The perfect way..
I think I've found,
And as simple as it sounds,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
Why can't you see,
Why don't we breathe?
At least someday we'll know the reason why.
You'll surely pass.
Don't take the chance.
But watch out now, it's full of glass.
That getting there will make us fine.
It seems realistic,
At the end of the tunnel.
Watch out now, I see the light,
The perfect way to grow old.
I think I've found,
And as simple as it sounds,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
Why can't you see,
Why don't we breathe?
How many it saves today.
That doesn't care,
But only finding out that they're on a sinking ship,
Making believe that they're free as it seems,
We're following the sheep and they are at it again.
Watch everything that you touch turn to ice.
Get on with the mattress and tell tale lies.
The iron that is you and your rusty old life.
Simpleness describes,
The perfect way to grow old.
I think I've found,
And as simple as it sounds,
That things aren't always what they appear to be?
Why can't you see,
Why don't we breathe?
To the same one I took before.
Choosing a road that is different, but similiar,
Making believe that we're bigger than this.
That when we're alone it's too hard to resist,
Don't ever question my will to admit,
Would come back to haunt you and fail you again?
Did you ever think that these things that you did,
Be honest with me.
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