vs.
the pace of your mind, the careful designdid it ever get you far
the blood on your hand, the etches in the sand
will they heal all your scars
pre.chorus.
but it's too late to save this
I'm too scared to play this part
I wish that this would last forever
but some things they have to change
no matter how much you are clever
the beat of your heart's the same
One day, we'll know, if I was the one for you
Last chance, to say, what you always thought you knew
vs.
the darts shot around, the cold of this crowd
it will always make you run
the fault of your thought, the laughter that you bought
you are never ever done
pre.chorus.
but I'm too weak to save this
you're too smart to play this part
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