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Wake up, you're getting high on your own supply Oh baby, you're still alive when you could've died Whoa-oh The world is not around because of you You know I'm not around because of you. You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello goodbye. Wasted, you tell the truth when you could've lied And troubles, are on the rise cause you're in disguise Whoah-oh And if it isn't me, then pack your bags and leave I wish I could believe the devils won't take you back out to the salty sea. You've got a mouthful of diamonds And a pocketful of secrets I know you're never telling anyone Because the patterns they control your mind Those patterns take away my time Hello goodbye. I wish I could believe.. (Repeat x10) (Thanks to Zekiirah for these lyrics) From Letras Mania