You were so young, I guess I'm old. Open your eyes, I'll keep mine closed.
I prefer standing, you take your seat. I'll be wide awake, you'll be asleep.
We fall down a hole, that's the one place we both know.
You'd take me with you if you could, but I wouldn't go.
I guess that sometimes we both lose our minds to find a better road.
I can be pin-tough, you can be so sure. you'll be the posion, you'll be the cure.
I'm alone on the journey, I'm alive nonetheless, and when you do your very worst,
mmm, it feels the best.
Look at yourself, look in the mirror, don't you see a lie?
Oh, you tell yourself again a thousand times. The truth that makes us laugh will make you cry.
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