You’re cold like ice
A burning red
Don’t trust nothing
But what’s in your head
You’re everything
And nothing else
Nothing you do
Ever makes sense (sense)
There’s a fog in this room and it’s late
Twenty pounds in my pocket, playing safe
You’re everything, and nothing...
Nothing you do
Ever makes sense
There’s a fog in this room, and it’s late
Twenty pounds in my pocket, playing safe
There’s a fog in this room, and it’s late
Twenty pounds in my pocket, playing safe
Nothing you do
Ever makes sense
Nothing you do
Ever makes sense
Nothing you do
Nothing you do
Ever makes sense…
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