Yeah.
I feel like I popped 10 painkiller a day.
10, give me 10.
How my reality awake, sometimes I don't sleep.
Sometimes my reality just takes time.
Yeah, and I'm sick of the way.
They say give everything in life a shake,
but what about me?
What about my peace of mind?
Life will check you and say not everything needs to be divine.
Sometimes you don't get to shape your own design.
Some say fine,
put me out to the boss.
I even pay the cost.
I won't charge it to the game.
Eternalize and try to redistribute the pain.
I handle it myself even if I go insane.
Set up my son.
Yeah.
And if it all burns up, I
would rather remain the same.
Yeah.
And if it all burns up,
I would want to change a damn thing.
And if it all burns up,
I would rather remain the same.
Yep. And if it all burns up,
I want to change a damn thing.
On this mighty road into the heart of darkness,
my heart staying cautious,
carrying the load.
I wish I could escape my conscious.
My pride has left.
So I resort to be honest.
And if I was to die tomorrow,
I try to resurrect my promise.
How about done this wrong?
How about let it go?
This life is too short to get stuck on a
winding road with no sense of definition,
no sense of hope,
no structure,
no shape out there.
All alone.
Take a chance to create a literary classic,
do everything to ensure my world.
And just average to stay on course with the dog.
You rely on burning candles,
but pressure ain't the cure.
If you want to show what you can handle.
But if the dog burns up,
I would rather remain the same.
Yeah.
And if it all burns up,
I want to change a damn thing.
And if it all burns up,
I would rather remain the same.
Yeah.
And if the dog burns up,
I wouldn't want to change a damn thing.
No, no, no, no, no.
Yes, I get over time.
I want to change a damn thing.
Yeah.
So long, nephew.
I want to change a thing.
It ain't worth it.
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