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You’re an image pale that points and laughs White mistress in a fiery bath Now tie me down and take me home I’m not afraid to go Now tie me down and take me home I’m not afraid to go Shake the roots off the trees Your conscience fades Eyes have no vision to see Your soul degrades Grey follows in front of me You’ve lost your way Every life is but a death to me Eventually the jokes aren’t free and Nothing’s ever fun and Nothing’s funny Blunt self believe, too big to fall Lead shadow stands just inches tall I hope to God you never die Your joke is just my type Shake the roots off the trees Your conscience fades Letras de cancionesEyes have no vision to see Your soul degrades Grey follows in front of me You’ve lost your way Every life is but a death to me Eventually the jokes aren’t free and Nothing’s ever fun and Nothing’s funny But now I see that the joke’s on me and Nothing’s ever fun and Nothing’s funny Don’t be scared Don’t be scared Don’t be scared Don’t be scared Don’t be scared Eventually the jokes aren’t free and Nothing’s ever fun and Nothing’s funny But now I see that the joke’s on me and Nothing’s ever fun and Nothing’s funny Your joke is just my type From Letras Mania