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Take the chance to realise that you are not a queen. Maybe they just keep smiling on a chance that you'll be alright. Maybe I'm not the type to be able to look inside your head. After a while their masks can really start to mess with your mind. (Chorus) I don't know what to care about, Don't know what to break my back about. My God, I don't know what you're thinking. Sweetie, you're just a blister that's hiding inside our heads. By God, oh, you're not gonna get to me. Like a candle burning, shine, sado-masochistic charm. Oh, your eyes so potent, they really blow me away, But now you're just a fusion, a fusion of love and of hate, And, my God, I can't feel what you're feeling. (Chorus 2x) |