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Texty: Burning Heads. Escape. This Time.


I thought you had it all
It's agame that I just can call
Can you tell me what's behind that face
There's something here that I just can't trace

I thought you had it all
You and I'd be the perfect twins
Nice birds above the ground
But nothing is what it seems

I just don't get it
Something just ain't net
Nice birds Bright colours
Are the ones I can't trust

But this time you never told me what was behind that smile
This time there's something that I never get

I thought you had it all
You and I'd be the perfect twins
Nice birds above the ground
But nothing is what it seems

I just don't get it
Something just ain't net
Nice birds Bright colours
Are the ones I can't trust

But this time there is something that I never get
This time and I don't think it's worth another chance
This time worth another chance