made off,
don't stray.
my kinds's your kind,
I'll stay the same.
pack up,
don't stray.
oh say, say, say,
oh say, say, say:
"wait, they don't love you like I love you..."
the colours swirl, the emotions boil, but the music plays on. And we live on.
sometimes it's nice to think someone loves you, and knows what you feel.
Sadly, that is a luxery
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