Phoebe Ryan - Dead (Louis Vivet Remix) | Текст песни

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• Dead (Louis Vivet Remix)

I have made mistakes
Yeah I'm dishonest, self- estranged
Did what I wanted

I was a fake
I stay just the same
I'm not a saint
I'm not a saint

Oh no it doesn't make sense
Oh no I don't understand

When things are good
I don't believe that they are for real
I really wish I could just tell myself
I got to feel
Got to feel something else instead

Cause living the life it's like a dream
It's messing with my head
I must be dead

I have been a wreck
Took things too far
Made a mess
Fell like a star

I have broken hearts
And god damn I slept the same
I'm not a saint
I'm not a saint

Oh no it doesn't make sense
Oh no I don't understand

When things are good
I don't believe that they are for real
I really wish I could just tell myself
I got to feel
Got to feel something else instead

Cause living the life it's like a dream
It's messing with my head
I must be dead

So suddenly it's our picture perfect
Life is so good
And I don't deserve it

When things are good
I don't believe that they are for real
I really wish I could just tell myself
I got to feel
Got to feel something else instead

Cause living the life it's like a dream
It's messing with my head
I must be dead
I must be dead
I must be dead
I must be dead
I must be dead

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