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I'm fooling around again Playing with a flame I bet you're wondering Why my eyes are red I don't know I haven't slept Oh wait a sec Where is my head? I'm lost in days My deadly years Please take me back But people still asking What I'm planning What should I answer If I'm a goat I'm not a newspaper No brilliant articles But broken particles Give me a shot It's bad to pretend to be someone else So look That's who I am Another hologram It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you As it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things (To do your damn things) I'm sleeping And do nothing My philosophy isn't ducks and drakes My heart breaks And brain fades I guess I have headaches My reality is a disease Sorry you can't believe it You better take a pill And shut up Shut up But you're still asking What I'm planning What should I answer If I'm a ghost I'm not a newspaper No broken particles But stupid articles Let me go You know It's good to pretend But I don't know what else can be wrong When you are on your own It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you As it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things (To do your damn things) (To do your damn) Tatata-da Tata-ta-ta-ta Tatata-da Tata-ta-ta-ta Tatata-da Tata-ta-ta-ta-ta-a Ta-taa-a-a Don't say what to do If you don't know the end I'm not in mood And I don't know who I am Mistake on mistake Can't handle it today Tear off the skin of my face Just give me some space It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you But it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things It's not familiar to you As it's familiar to me So stop pretending to be sick And go to do your damn things
Writer(s): Anna Volkova Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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