It's Over It's Over Songtext
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It's over, it's over
The day's at an end
My bed isn't made 'cause I didn't begin.
And all day long I'm lying to friends
?How are you doing??
?Well I'm doing fine.?
?But your shoes are untied
And you look like a ghost.
And where is that smile that you used to wear
The day's at an end
My bed isn't made 'cause I didn't begin.
And all day long I'm lying to friends
?How are you doing??
?Well I'm doing fine.?
?But your shoes are untied
And you look like a ghost.
And where is that smile that you used to wear
When you didn't spend time living life in a chair?
And you used to find solace in art and in friends
Now both of these things must find solace in you.
And this city's just a picture, and you're just a sham.
And the way we'd done speak and focus are all a part of your shitty plan
to manipulate your life and being that you can't understand.
And your shoes are untied,
And you look like a ghost.
And the golden shoes we bought her,
Are what you miss the most.
Except when you were six years old,
When your mother kept you close.?
And you used to find solace in art and in friends
Now both of these things must find solace in you.
And this city's just a picture, and you're just a sham.
And the way we'd done speak and focus are all a part of your shitty plan
to manipulate your life and being that you can't understand.
And your shoes are untied,
And you look like a ghost.
And the golden shoes we bought her,
Are what you miss the most.
Except when you were six years old,
When your mother kept you close.?
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