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Its over now, could you please remind me of how it starts?
All boarded up, unkept & all wasted, and its all mine
Id say you were my Judas, Id say you were my pet
Id say it was overrated, but Id have to say
its about time
Its about time
Im falling out of this railway reality
Who Im supposed to be aint who I am
So, murder me for my constant lack of consistency
Who Im supposed to be aint who I am
I folded out, I took the short cut
And it got me nothing
Dry in the mouth, unsure of my whole life
With the shutters closed
Id say that we could make believe
Id say that I could visit
Id say it was it all has happened
Through some fleeting intervention
Its about time, its about time
Im falling out of this railway reality
Who Im supposed to be aint who I am
So, murder me for my constant lack of consistency
Who Im supposed to be aint who I am
Its about time to see you crawl
Its about time to see you fall
Its about time for you to care
Its about time for you to care
Its about time for you to care
Im falling out of this railway reality
Who Im supposed to be aint who I am (Who I am)
So, murder me for my constant lack of consistency
Who Im supposed to be aint who I am
Its not who I am
Its not who I am