Ninety Three

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I, I don't really care how you feel inside
'Cause you, you're nothing more than a parasite
And you, you're toxic to look at but I can't stop
'Cause I cling to the feeling that you're in love

What's the point you're making
Fuck the game you're playing
What's the point you're making
Get up!

I dream of things out of my reach
And I want to say, that it feels close
But it seems so far away, from me now

And don't you even think about it, yeah
'Cause you're never going to fucking change
And don't you even think about it, yeah

Bring that shit in!
Ah shit!

I dream of things out of my reach
And I want to say, that it feels close
But it seems so far away, from me now

I try to keep my head from spinning
But it's no use
My mind is always slowly drifting
Away from you

I dream of things out of my reach
And I want to say that it feels close to me!
That it feels close to me, but it don't, no!

I dream of things out of my reach
And I want to say, that it feels close
But it seems so far away, from me now

And don't you even think about it, yeah
You're never going to change