1805

It's not my fault I can't be trusted in the dark
She can't be taught the way she looks at me in the eyes
It's your thoughts that haunt like you do

1805 where my thoughts went refine
The will in the floor well they danced and they scorned
But I can't deny the need to supply
The pleasures she don't bring you
Reflect your thoughts that haunt like you do

And it's so hard to be you
Yeah with thoughts that haunt like you do
And it's so hard to be you
And it's so hard to be you
And it's so hard to be you

But 1805 was the room that it died
So they chose their own way
But they turned in dismay
Though I can't deny the need to supply
The pleasures she don't bring you
It's your thoughts that haunt like you do

And it's so hard to be you
Yeah with thoughts that haunt like you do
Yeah with thoughts that haunt like you do



Credits
Writer(s): Hasan Salameh
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