I watched my dreams dry up
I watched the time roll slow
You see, we're all for show
I learned we're all for show
Inside the cracks and holes
I watched it form, it grow
Behind the nightmare, screams
I hope death comes for me
I hope death comes for me
And as our eyes grow old
And as our skin does fold
We met here years before
Silent and unsure
Well, I tried to make it stop
But I got thrown off
From the mountaintop
To the forest floor
(Ooh)
(Oooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
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