Came to in an abandoned house, nothing in its place
How do the strangers watching know my name?
I look at everything I love
I look at everything I love
And all I can think about is losing it
A real "party's over" atmosphere
You can't go home, but you can't stay here
A real "party's over" atmosphere
You can't go home, but you can't stay here
There's too many ghosts, not nearly enough spirit
You hate to hear it
Don't you just hate to hear it?
I know, I know, I know you hate to hear it
I got a brand new skeleton
I got a brand new skeleton
I'm dying to know what you think of it
The essential cold of the architect
You gotta terrify what you wanna protect
Reject, reject, reject, reject, reject
Take my hand, let me teach you about regret
All this pain inside
But all this pain can't be mine
I'll become the ones that I buried in the past
I look in the mirror, is it a face? Is it a mask?
What do you like better? I will wear it for you
What do you know better? I'll make it the truth
Dismiss and deny, I'm a stray dog running wild
Dismiss and deny, don't break that smile
I wake up in an empty house again, and again, and again, and again
How many times can I say I'm sorry?
I'm sorry, but what did I do wrong?
What did I do wrong?
Now that I am gone
What did I do wrong?
Greito maisto valgykloj "uzkalnieciai" susitinka bulkute, sasyskyte ir buterbrodukas. Ateina jiems skundziasi surainis, desrainis ir falafelainis, kad ju niekas nenori. Buterbrodukas sako: mes irgi ne madoj. Surainis: - tai kada sugrisim i mada?
Susitinka ziemkentys, jarube ir aruodas.
Pamato veipintoja, startupininka ir omfgoda.
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