And I feel that time's a wasted go
So where you going to tomorrow
And I see that these are lies to come
Would you even care
And I feel it
And I feel it

Where you going to tomorrow
Where you going with that mask I found
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begging to smell her
Will she smell alone

And I feel, so much depends on the weather
So is it raining in your bedroom
And I see that these are the eyes of disarray
Would you even care

And I feel it
And she feels it

Where you going to tomorrow
Where you going with that mask I found
And I feel, and I feel
When the dogs begin to smell her
Will she smell alone

When the dogs to find her
Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow
To find her, to find her

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