Pretty mess
Program the dead
My first name
Will be the last thing that you hear
When I walk, I walk away
Skies will fall and kings will crawl
And nothing you say
Will make things go your way
Will be the last thing that you hear
When I walk, I walk away
Skies will fall and kings will crawl
And nothing you say
Will make things go your way
Cuz I didn't ask for this
This pretty mess we're in
Wished away your face
In search of happiness
You say time
Will mend the mistakes we've made
Maybe you're right, but I still need today
Lost in leaves, can't tell
The forest from the trees
It's all I can do
But you're still bleeding through
Cuz I didn't ask for this
This pretty mess we're in
Wished away your face in search of happiness
Hide yourself behind your smile of emptiness
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