Playing Pretend

Im so tired and impatient
No hope for me to break this routine
I'll wake up; think of all the reasons
To stay home; avoid every season
Lay my head right on the ceiling
Doors shut, my mind is done listening

The time I killed is killing me again
The time I killed is killing me again

Oh no, I've done it, I've done it again
My temporary fun has come to an end
Im sick of playing pretend

The time I killed is killing me again
The time I killed is killing me again



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Writer(s): Carlos Bayona
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