Better or worse
Together we've learnt
Holding hands only fingers crossed
Real or false
There's sweat in our palms
When we look back on our action,
When we see the connection
To everything
And now we're whispering
when we're allowed to shout
From the sky to the ground
We go again another round
Looking for ears
To whisper things they want to hear
Looking for years...
Your words don't work on me
Your words don't let me free
Your words don't work on me
Your words just made me...
So sick!
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