Waiting for their minds to fall asleep Sneaking out the door to the park I creep Where my machine will wait for me Open up the doors and stumble inside Over a sleeping world we ride To places I dont want to see Don't pretend you feel It turns your words to plastic Don't pretend that this is real It's all make believe Waiters on tables are selling their lies Drowning in the pubs till the night time dies Whispering guilt into my ear Looking for some cheap romance Watching the girls in sparkles dance Tonight could be your night my dear Don't pretend you feel It turns your words to plastic Don't pretend that this is real It's all make believe
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