Caught up forgotten feeling sad
so false never trust a man
corrupt and swollen up with spite
the bitterness infected fight
cold hate
my fate
one, two, three being the count
the murderous voraciousness
A mutual understanding saved the day
so interested in what you have to say
take my hand, take my hand
Selfcentered never ever care
controlled frantic tantrum
live a life of dreams
nothing is what it seems
cold hate
my fate
flow from admirative state
towards uncontrolled hate
A mutual understanding saved the day
so interested in what you have to say
a mutual understanding saved the day
so interested in what you have to say
take my hand, take my hand
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