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Some days
Feeling overcast
I hope that I'm never going back
One way
Feeling colored black
My heartbeats feel like a thunderclap
Till my eardrums shatter I'll hang on to every word you spill
I'll be your mad hatter, make me crazy, I just need my fill
Mountain out a mole hill
Swipe your tongue across my gold grill
I turn into nothing into something it was old then and it's old still
I been grasping for control still
I can't grip my wheel
Rain across the pavement and my tires squeal
Pain comes across silent, you don't buy it, but I need you still