The beginning says:
\"Don't forget about me\".
The end only says:
\"We'll never meet, yeah\".
Happyness says:
\"Can you gimme a ride?\"
But anxiety knows,
there's more room inside, yeah.
The wind would love,
to stay here with you.
Fog, he tries,
to think it through, yeah.
The disguise moans:
\"I feel so used\".
Promodel says:
\"I wanna be yours,\" yeah.
Wanna be yours.
Heart lets it slip:
\"I'm not a boss\".
No one admits:
\"I wanna be loved\".
Truth whispering:
\"Don't conceal me\".
Love secretly writes:
\"Come and find me\".
Come and find me.
\"Where did we go wrong?\"
Said the memory.
The flower appeals:
\"Please kidnap me,\" yeah.
\"Gimme your hand.\"
Is what said the fear.
Children they dine
with wild tigers here.
TV, it hissed:
\"It's just us two.\"
Its shadow repeats:
\"Can't follow you,\" yeah.
Can't follow you.
Temptation says:
\"I am the boss.\"
The hiding place says:
\"I feel so lost,\" yeah.
And so the cringe
fits so afraid.
Gravity warns:
\"No need to hate,\" yeah.
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