It's not what you say
But the way you say it
Sometimes it seems like i'm invisible
Or that I'm just a burden for you
A mistake from so long ago
That you carry on your shoulders
Wishing it was all over
And I just wish we could start it all over
I'm tired of being undercover
It's not what you say it, but how you say it
It hurts
Deep inside, and sometimes I have no place to hide
I know I should not care
But I guess my feelings do matter
I know you like to be drunk even when you are sober
But i'm tired of being undercover
But you are always around when I fall
So thanks, after all
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- Ideologies
- Not Bad at All
- HEXACOSIOIHEXECONTAHEXAFOBIA
- Post - Modern Dracula
- Son of No One (011)
- Get Away
- Happythankyounomore
- Agony of a Ghoulish Army with no Summer Breeze
- Rotschild 22
- Cosmic Casino
- Eugenie (A Journey to Freedom)
- In the Presence of Absence
- Kids in Prison
- Saint - Andéol - en - Quint
- Cool Skull School
- Inaugural Season
- Dio in Mea Culpa
- Vaporwave Killer Trails/The Wyoming Incident
- Still
- Undercover
- Willem Dafoe
- Morning Light
- Kanye West
- Blue Beam
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