ItæÅ ¯ amazing, when I think that everything we had,
is disappearing, I never thought freedom could be so bad.
Were you thinking, of the future still ahead,
and are you thinking, of everything you said.
And it seems IæÅ ¦ all right, every time we talk about it.
IæÅ ¦ holding out inside, you really think itæÅ ¯ right, (itæÅ ¯ not my fault).
How could this go wrong, when everything sat perfect in its place.
And how could this end up, another dream thatæÅ ¯ fallen on its face.
What could I have done, what can be done to change your mind.
And is it worth trying, or is it just a waste of time.
You canæÅ ° be right, cause itæÅ ¯ taken us so long to find this out,
when itæÅ ¯ never been my fault, itæÅ ¯ not my fault,
itæÅ ¯ not my fault, when itæÅ ¯ going down the drain, its not my fault.
If I give up now I know its all my fault.
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