Flip side now nothing changes.
I run past your street deserted;
Fading light on your fading face
Incision. Carved out.
No trace of doubt.
I can't extract the truth, you know it.
But what you give you get.
While this place spins like a heavy doorway.
But you've seen it all.
Pretense. Rip this town.
You turn my world upside down
Incision. Carved out.
No trace of doubt.
I can't extract the truth, you know it.
But what you give you get.
While this place spins like a heavy doorway.
But you've seen it all.
Gather it around:
You built it up to tear it down.
I'm sure you can make it. Flip side now nothing changes. I run past your street deserted; Fading light on your fading face Incision. Carved out. No trace of doubt. I can't extract the truth, you know it. But what you give you get. While this place spins like a heavy doorway. But you've seen it all. Pretense. Rip this town. You turn my world upside down Incision. Carved out. No trace of doubt. I can't extract the truth, you know it. But what you give you get. While this place spins like a heavy doorway. But you've seen it all. Gather it around: You built it up to tear it down. Explain Request ×
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