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You can't bystand all the people Stand them on their own They will fall to pieces So we watch them grow Into strange and pretty faces I don't know Clutching to my lipstick traces Watch them go Make Mistake Number 3 It's strange how much it changes How they want to know How cynical are people That's where children go Dragged into a conversation They can't hold It's so sad but it prepares them For the mould Make Mistake Number 3 Why is my love like an ocean run dry? And why is my love such a struggle with life? You can't bystand all the people Stand them on their own They will fall to pieces So we watch them grow Make Mistake Number 3 From Letras Mania