brand new eyes
Album - 25 settembre 2009 - Debaser id 599172

I can't make my own decisions
Or make my own precision
Well maybe you should tie up
So I don't go where youdont want me
You say that I've been changeing
That I'm not jusy ageing
Well how could that be logical?
Just keep on craming ideas down my
thorat
Whoah



You don't have to believe me
But the way I ,way i see it
Next time you point a finger I might have
to bend it back

And break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll piont you to
the mirror

If Gods the game you're playing
Well we must get more aquainted
Because it has to be so lonely to be the
only one who 's holy
It's just my humble opinion but it's one that
I believe in
You don't deserve a point of view
If the only thing you see is you
Woah

You don't have to believe me
But the way I,way I see it
Next time you point a finger I migt have
to bend it back
Or break it,break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you to
the mirror

This is the last second chance
(ill point you to the mirror)
imhalf as good as it gets
(ill point you to the mirror)
I'm on both sides of the fence
(ill point you to the mirror)
Without a hint of regret I'll hold you it

I know you won't believe me
But the way I, way I see it
Next time you point a finger I migt have
to bend it back
Or break it, break it off
Next time you point a finger I'll point you t
the mirror

She lives in a fairy tale
Somewhere too far for us to find
Forgotten the taste and smell
Of the world that she's left behind
It's all about the exposure the lens I told her
The angles were all wrong now
She's ripping wings off of butterflies
keep your feet on the ground
when your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle; bury the castle
Ba da ba ba da ba ba da
So one day he found her crying
Coiled up on the dirty ground
Her prince finally came to save her
And the rest you can figure out
But it was a trick
And the clock struck 12
Well make sure to build your house brick by boring brick
or the wolves gonna blow it down
keep your feet on the ground
when your head's in the clouds
Well go get your shovel
And we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Well you built up a world of magic
Because your real life is tragic
Yeah you built up a world of magic
If it's not real
You can't hold it in your hand
You can't feel it with your heart
And I won't believe it
But if it's true
You can see it with your eyes
Or even in the dark
And that's where I want to be, yeah
Go get your shovel
We'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Well go get your shovel
and we'll dig a deep hole
To bury the castle, bury the castle
Guys x2:
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Hayley x2:
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