“Dead as dead can be,” my doctor tells me But I just can’t believe him, never the optimistic one I’m sure of your ability to become my perfect enemy Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe Someday I will walk away and say, “You disappoint me,” Maybe you’re better off this way
Leaning over you here, cold and catatonic I catch a brief reflection of what you could and might have been It's your right and your ability To become…my perfect enemy…
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe Someday I’ll walk away and say, “You disappoint me,” Maybe you’re better off this way
Maybe you’re better off this way Maybe you’re better off this way Maybe you’re better off this way You’re better of this…you’re better off this… Maybe you’re better off!
Wake up and face me, don’t play dead cause maybe Someday I’ll walk away and say, “You fucking disappoint me!” Maybe you’re better off this way
Go ahead and play dead I know that you can hear this Go ahead and play dead Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? Why can't you turn and face me? You fucking disappoint me!
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