He wears gray sweaters
A silhouette next to a dark shore
I’m bored of your chords
You’re taking with you
Knowing there’s no truth
To the way you talk
To the way you’re someone you’re not
Parking at the speedlight
Don’t cry now, you’re about to win the prize
I took a ride 〈.?.〉
Don’t speak, she’s working at the toy gun store
She’s working at the toy gun store, woo!
She wore black leather
A copy paste
You’re so fake, she’s got too many faces
Killing things with nothing you’ve created
Is it truе that you wanna be famous?
I want, did you want
Parking at the speedlight
Don’t cry now, you’re about to win thе prize
I took a ride 〈.?.〉
Don’t speak, she’s working at the toy gun store
She’s working at the toy gun store
She’s working at the toy gun store
I took a ride 〈.?.〉
Don’t speak, she’s working at the toy gun store, woo!
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