Texty: Dying Year (The). Lucky 22. Uppercut.

Theres a reason for the guilt behind your eyes, you can see Im catching on. You dress your secrets in disguise, but I saw you take them off. How long did you think you could go on hiding this from me? Turn me upside down, but dont let go. I cant stand to lose control, but only time will tell. It took an ending just to see what I should have when this beganl. I begin to regret every moment playing all your games. How long did you think that I would go on? Speed me up, then slow us down. You think youve got this all figured out