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If you could feel your legs falling out Then you might find the strength to stand your ground Then you'd be close to them Then you'd be be close to God but you know you're not If you could make a fist you could punch If you could fly your faith you could jump Born insecurity, fear at most everything And anyone you can be We could have been dull Kristina We could have been sane It isn't just death, drugs and lost love These honors leave stains So just let the freaks of failure sing obvious songs The B side is real and it plays on Hey Kristina, are you sleeping in? I'm leaving you another long message Interstate ten, I lost my voice again The game is fixed Seems like I've been eighty-sixed But your life is one, zero, zero, one and analog faith But even if you lay witness, too little, too late Because your life is like a B-side It's odder than A The B-side is real The B-side's on [repeat] From Letras Mania