You know that feelingThe music doesn’t playIt all goes wrong
EverythingEven the toast burns, at the end of the dayThere’s none left to retryAnd I can’t change itNot even that which is happening now
The maskDoesn’t make it go awayOr even hide the grayIt worked for a little whileBut not today
People are the sameShe fucks someone who wont love her backA man shoots his wife and kidsThey ended what we thought would lastHe had that disrespectful toneThey all treated her like a piece of shit, until one day she believed itThe kid cried in the hall, parents turned their backShe became a fiance, and we celebrateAnd the old lady fell
All the people hideTo mask the messAnd so do IBecause we can’t change a thing
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