Picturesque

Testo di Picturesque

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Anno2022
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You stopped looking for the right path, you oughta know What looking at the future does to you, down, down No need to be boisterous, call off the show I'm stepping back in time to better days, flat track Bully, look at you go, isn't he so underappreciated? Now, now, now No more dreaming of tomorrows giddier nights Work No one to distract you, sweat it out Don't you feel Broken token, kicked around and lied to? Stay until We no longer can hold our eyes open, I wallow in you Say you will Always remember a soul needs an anger to thrill Repeat after me When your hate don't cut it Through the mess you started I confess, I find it picturesque Are you livid? When my love boils over When my shame grows colder It's a mess Picturesque It's a mess Picturesque When your hate don't cut it Through the mess you started I confess, I find it picturesque Are you livid? When my love boils over When my shame grows colder It's a mess Picturesque It's a mess Picturesque Picturesque Don't you feel Broken token, kicked around and lied to? Stay until We no longer can hold our eyes open, I wallow in you Say you will Always remember a soul needs an anger to thrill Repeat after me When your hate don't cut it Through the mess you started I confess, I find it picturesque Are you livid? When my love boils over When my shame grows colder It's a mess Picturesque It's a mess Picturesque When your hate don't cut it Through the mess you started I confess, I find it picturesque Are you livid? When my love boils over When my shame grows colder It's a mess Picturesque It's a mess Picturesque When your hate don't cut it Through the mess you started I confess, I find it picturesque Are you livid? When my love boils over When my shame grows colder It's a mess Picturesque It's a mess Picturesque When your hate don't cut it Through the mess you started I confess, I find it picturesque Are you livid? When my love boils over When my shame grows colder It's a mess Picturesque It's a mess Picturesque Picturesque