My hopes just fell, and I can't see
The reason why, why there is blood on my sleeve
And all this time, I thought it mine
But it's not, it's yours and
It's not worth it for me, gets harder every time call you
This life آپ lead, like us living in a shiny ballroom
Next time آپ bleed, right about this time tomorrow
Next time آپ steal, better ask before آپ borrow
And I don't see too well, don't sing too well
And so I settle to scream
Just grab your shit, and leave with it
They won't make no statues of you
It's not worth it for me, gets harder every time call you
This life آپ lead, like us living in a shiny...
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