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Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality
It's way too clear to me
But really life is saily (¿?)
And do me dont me
Clear to me
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to and end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to and end
come to and nd come to and end
Why do all good things come to and end?
come to an end come to and end
Why do all good things come to and end?
Traveling I only stop at exits
Wondering if I'll stay
Young and restless
Living this way I stress less
I want to pull away when the dream dies
The pain sets in and I don't cry
I only feel gravity and I wonder why
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to and end
Flames to dust
Lovers to friends
Why do all good things come to and end
Well the dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Dogs were whistling a new tune
Barking at the new moon
Hoping it would come soon so that they could
Die die die die die