[CHORUS] they made a bet about how much time I have left how long I’ll be withstanding can I be obsessed the first one said I won’t break he just gave me a chance the second looked down at his shoes and said “not more than a month”
day after day is passing by even ice can be a fire more dust collects on shelves more words buzz in wires
an edge of that shade I'm on the dark side of the lies and when I found myself there the sun went down in my eyes
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it was a day in June but the summer had not yet arrived it was a pretty hot day it then seemed
I looked at the water and the red bridge was empty where a cold wind whirled back and forth not ready to be free
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4 hours left until the turning point of this bet my time is coming to an end of which I don’t know yet
white flowers in rubber tires and now I'm still alive well even flowers will die and I will not survive
they made a bet about how much time I have left how long I’ll be withstanding can I be obsessed one guy looked down at his shoes and said “not more than a month” another guy said I won’t break