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On the blurry grass, on the blurry You've got a feeling it's not for sure But I can't help you figure it out There's no excuses and nothing has changed But I won't tell you what it's about Am I ever gonna get that thought from my bed? You say it's passion, what you'd imagine, you've seen a ghost Surprise we rise another day There's no hope of stopping it now You're so indifferent like you never cared My words mean something, yours mean nothing Am I ever gonna get that thought from my bed? And if all of us wave that flag, we fill the sky It's the lowliest thing I saw with my naked eye You say it's passion, I see a pattern, you've seen a ghost Open up my eyes, hoping I'm alive Woke up on the lawn, covered in bugs and butterflies And if anybody thinks that bothers me, ain't that bad And it's nice of you to lay these promises on my lap It's the lowliest thing I saw with my naked eye You say it's passion, what you'd imagine, you've seen a ghost You say it's passion, but that didn't happen, you've seen a ghost On the blurry grass, on the blurry grass, on the blurry grass From Letras Mania