No ones makes me feel different
The way that you choose to make me glad
Is the wrong way
You are not my nice girl anymore
My brain close your thoughs to get a pain
Take a trip in the shadow of the train
Make a sense to forget the claim
To get down
We are not the beauty and beast
Lose your hope!
Your precious mind jump in the hand of clowns
Like a ball in a game
The sky is falling from the love
In direction of the love
To make you feel the love
The way that you choose to make me glad
Is the wrong way
You are not my nice girl anymore
My brain close your thoughs to get a pain
Take a trip in the shadow of the train
Make a sense to forget the claim
To get down
We are not the beauty and beast
Lose your hope!
Your precious mind jump in the hand of clowns
Like a ball in a game
The sky is falling from the love
In direction of the love
To make you feel the love
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