Solutions, Problems They cycle on Discerning strangers Merge everyone
A relapse forced to Begin again But I can convert We’re born to win
Press your hands to the wall Crouch and pray, it’s your fault Fight me, you will feel nothing at all
Bow your head and pretend You and I make Such Great Friends Trust us and give it all to me
Apparent issues Lessen dreams I am smiles Against the great
You’re bored now Senseless But does she know
You love her You hate her Now let her go
Press your hands to the wall Crouch and pray, it’s your fault Fight me, you will feel nothing at all
Bow your head and pretend You and I make Such Great Friends Trust us and give it all to me
Do you believe in love while she stands Soaking over(?) The passing of the wind dissembles all your torment But lately, now, be careful you are reaching(?) your mistake And now it’s time for you to escape
Press your hands to the wall Trapped in prey, it’s your fault Fight me, you will feel nothing at all
Bow your head and pretend You and I make Such Great Friends Trust us and give it all to me