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Letras:Hopes Die Last. Six Years Home. Good Mourning, Honey.

:
It's a late night show
don't worry this time I'll speak easier
so you'll be able to understand
but first I have to know
is this something to say?
or just something to write? and all of you
I'll try to be way easier: I hate you

so please, don't try to understand me
I seem deeper than I really am
and now I know my words are scary
so run as fast as you can

whenever we'll be talking again
whenever we'll be closer
just face the truth
there's nothing behind this
last time I said
I didn't wanna show you
what I was thinking
last time I said one sight
could mean forever and ever
you're terrible to me
you're terrible to me
and what I said last time
it was because I did care
but what could happen worse than this?
I know you all expect from me to say
that I'm crying

but I'm sorry
there's a knife inside your throat
inside your throat

so please, don't try to understand me
I seem deeper than I really am
and now I know my words are scary
so run as fast as you can

for a thousand times you didn't listen
and still I've never write my words
tomorrow night I might feel different
but 'till the dawn I'll laugh no more
leave me alone, just let me go
cause now I'm sure
this is everything I chose
yeah, I think it sounds good
we can use it for a new song
I'm not sure if you understood
but if you did
just press stop and leave me alone