Constant Static
YeahI'm on the verge of something goodIt's been up my sleeve this whole time, waitingYeahI'm not the condescending type,I'm just a boy turned man completely overnightI can't relate to your constant staticYour lack of remorse is cause for panicNo I can't relate, I never didThe worst thing was when I let you inLet you inYeahYou might not take a second lookIt's just a game we playAnd we all hesitateYeahMy Outlook isn't goodBut at least I can say I wake up happyEvery dayEvery dayI can't relate to your constant staticYour lack of remorse is cause for panicNo, I can't relate , I never didThe worst thing was when I let you inI let you inOoooh
Let you inThis is the bad translation of dictionarys I keep in my head,I live my life in cycles and rough sketchesthat I keep hidden and locked awayI can't relate to your constant staticYour lack of remorse is cause for panicNo, I can't relate , I never didThe worst thing was when I let you inNo, I can't relate to your constant static
I was on the verge of something good
But then I let you in
Let you in
I let you in
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