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I love the shape of square things But in my defense Right at the edge is where things Started to not make sense Inside the cube you're spinning Colors slide into place Just when you think you're winning Mix up a different face And you wish for bigger fish or Just some other thing So you cast her in your disaster Guess it hurts but only when you sing My poor heart is broken Bruise at the softest touch Best leave the rest unspoken Who wants to care that much Here's your chance, kid Look what you did How could I complain At the world's end With a new friend Getting high on the same old dumb champagne Letras de canciones Still me Quiet as a grave I could play dumb Walk away from What might be Something I can say Take my chances Circumstances won't change me much God forbid you Leave the grid you Know you must disclose That's your one strike What's it feel like Soft and round but sometimes even those Things are shaped like square things Corners where you can hang Sometimes you can't prepare things Everyone choose a side From Letras Mania