lost again, somebody tell me how to get there 'cause i can't take another handshake thought i knew what i had to do to get through to you guess your head is thicker than i thought and once i'm there are you gonna care or conveniently look away i don't think i want us to fall off and die that way do you believe that i never see what you're doing to me? i'll keep smiling till the door closes behind me
no i just don't know how to get there no i just don't know how to get there
lost again, somebody tell me how to get there if i hit another detour i'm afraid that i won't care who'd have thought that i'd have bought the expectations that gold road probably just leads straight to hell and once i'm there are you gonna care or conveniently look away i don't think i want us to fall off and die that way do you believe that i never see what you're doing to me? i'll keep smiling till the door closes behind me
no i just don't know how to get there no i just don't know how to get there
do you, do you, do you...
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