It’s like the world is spinning faster and faster around your head It’s much too much to keep up until you just play dead
What’s the use in starting over when I’ve seen it all before Faded photographs of time well spent in a frame of 6x4 Time stamped with a faded reminder of what you once lived for
Can you trace the steps back where you came from?
I can’t pretend and say that this will all be okay Now that I know the definition of love is false security
With our hands interlocked we keep on spinning like a top until we fall from one another, divided in two falling into the blue
Can you trace the steps back where you came from
I can’t pretend and say that this will all be okay Now that I know the definition of love is false security
Well you can say I’ve changed But I won’t play in this game that you’ve made
Сan say I’ve changed But I won’t play in this game that you’ve made