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Rayman Always Wears Raybans

In Her Own Words

Shut it, lock it, forget and look the other wayMy head is buried under clouds and playing pretendAnd we'll lie and we will spurnEvery chance to take a lookBreatheTake that next shot and breatheFall off the edge of your seatMaybe closure's all you needI pray that this could be the next yearRainclouds been trailing me for weeks on endI'm the worst I've ever beenCould things change if I believed you?Then I so was wrong, maybe you existCan you burn this year in hell and save me?Oh, God can you blame me for my doubtIn your life and existenceShut it, lock it, forget, and spare yourself shameI'm giving up at any chance on letting you inClosed the blinds and my doors shutAnd you'll never see my face againI might be dead and goneAnd you could bury the yearBut we'll still SING THIS SONG!I pray that this could be the next yearRainclouds been trailing me for weeks on endI'm the worst I've ever beenCould things change if I believed you?Then I so was wrong, maybe you existCan you burn this year in hell and save me?So count from ten and watch the lights get loweredI'll crack a smile and forget each every momentThat was so hardWe'll make mistakes as we keep growing olderThree hundred new days to redeem all that we've done wrongOh I thank GodI swear I'll be much better this timeMaybe this timeI swear I'll be much better this time






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