Playing tricks with hearts quite as young as yours
Do you know what the reunion pays for you?
Do you feel like I’m supposed to do?
I could be love
I could be your assassin. I don’t know
Pictures of my face dissappear with time
They gave boys to quite tasteless friends of mine
Re-arrange thoughts to ‘what will be will be’
There is no god so pray to me
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