| - Boom chr Paige, Daveoramma |
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Time crawls past me, I have order. White walls and ceilings help me feel clean inside. Yeah, okay, so I'm a pretty messed up guy, (Yeah, okay, yeah so fucking what?) I expect everybody to let me down. Yeah, okay, so it happens every time, (Yeah, okay, I do it to myself) I don't get high from being me. CHORUS Why can't I lie to myself? Why can't I be like everyone else? Why can't I lie to myself? Why can't I be someone else? Life moves past me, I have order. This synchronized life makes me feel organized. Yeah okay, so I'm a pretty misled guy, (Yeah okay, yeah so fucking what?) I expect everything to break down. Yeah okay, so I avoid everything, (Yeah okay, I've got it to a science) Why does it all lead back to me? CHORUS Why can't I lie to myself? Why can't I be like everyone else? Why can't I lie to myself? Why can't I be someone else? Why can't I lie? Why can't I lie? Why can't I lie? Why can't I lie? |