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Another gray one today - the bluest kid on the block
You took her words in a hard way...
In a voice that familiar, how could you not
She has a habit of changing the rules...
When you have too many cards to win
Well, I guess life's my game to lose
And she called me a quitter again
And we live in fear, in fear
Of my front door
She screams, it'll be the end of me
'And we know deep in our bones' she says
'That one day, we might even be deserving of all this...
One day, even you might be deserving"
Because she sounds a lot like me
And I want to change my name
Because she sounds a lot like me
Oh let me slide, let me slide, let me slide
Words read and weaponized
Thoughts from those as cold as ice
Too close to home to recognize... by candlelight
The things I see in you in me
It's almost like a slow undressing
Replaying words we'd thought as one
Send the twenty-first gun to all we knew
'The beauty is the lies in the truth' she says
And we live in fear, in fear
Of that yellow dress
She screams, it's be the end of me
One on one
Hand in hand
Feeling oh so small
Because she sounds a lot like me
And her voice is soft like mine
And I beg on bended knee.
Oh let me slide, let me slide let me slide
Let me slide, let me slide, mmm
You took her words in a hard way...
In a voice that familiar, how could you not
She has a habit of changing the rules...
When you have too many cards to win
Well, I guess life's my game to lose
And she called me a quitter again
And we live in fear, in fear
Of my front door
She screams, it'll be the end of me
'And we know deep in our bones' she says
'That one day, we might even be deserving of all this...
One day, even you might be deserving"
Because she sounds a lot like me
And I want to change my name
Because she sounds a lot like me
Oh let me slide, let me slide, let me slide
Words read and weaponized
Thoughts from those as cold as ice
Too close to home to recognize... by candlelight
The things I see in you in me
It's almost like a slow undressing
Replaying words we'd thought as one
Send the twenty-first gun to all we knew
'The beauty is the lies in the truth' she says
And we live in fear, in fear
Of that yellow dress
She screams, it's be the end of me
One on one
Hand in hand
Feeling oh so small
Because she sounds a lot like me
And her voice is soft like mine
And I beg on bended knee.
Oh let me slide, let me slide let me slide
Let me slide, let me slide, mmm
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Rathke
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