theres a place to unload all the curses i carry round me when its time to unfold yeah its crazy that you would doubt me sentimentally curved to let the memories flagellate me at the sound of my voice i gotta wonder now who would take me theres too much blood for just two hands and theres so much shit were gonna need two fans tell me your lies while youre changing your mind about me bleaching waves in the air highlight that time is bending every mornings the same i gotta face that im just pretending i put my face in the clouds i dont care if the world is ending if i can freeze long enough i can hear my heart is mending theres too much blood for just two hands and theres so much shit were gonna need two fans tell me your lies while youre changing your mind about me its my dysania my dysania so what could it be you change so suddenly its the courtesy of a common enemy always left behind
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