You think I don't see?
You think I don't care?
Well who the hell are you?
Fuck the dreams we used to share
They mean nothing to those silly kids there
Sitting on the curb with smoke in the air.
I wish I could make you stay
I miss the friend I used to have
I wish I could make him come back
This life's a sham
A shitty rendevouz between death and you.
Give it up, just let go.
Why do you want control?
Let the good times roll.
Let the real one in.
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