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Like a slap in the face,
Let the vain do what they do,
Did you laugh at my innocence.

Custom made but gone astray,
Erase you with a pencilhead,
I’m bulletproof now I hide,
But somehow i was happy then,
do you know, how lost, how lost, how lost,

Was your weakness, momentary,
Your devotion, temporary.

It’s a question of taste, like a slap in the face,
It’s a question of taste, let the vain do,
What they do, did you laugh at my innocence.

I don’t want to live forever, I just want some… ohohohoh

SON YORUMLAR