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I confess that we're in a mess Used to effervesce, now things seem so grey Afraid that I have to say Things were special when we thought it would end Being bored, something we abhored And we could afford to show off our scene We've forgotten what it means Any more cheap thrills will just make us ill So we sit in some flat Fight about this and that A tedious tragedy Even walks in the park We don't do after dark A waste of teenage dreams If we started over again Back to games in the hay, playing on ice skates, fast bends Could we make ourselves care again Or are we stuck to giving in, living on living, the end In a way maybe it's okay If we treat today like a memory Carry on like it's all a dream Letras de cancionesNever use our brains or we'll suss the game Clouded eyes, what a compromise Lies for living liars and castaways And nine million wasted days If we fool ourselves then there's noone else. So we sit in some flat Laugh about this and that In one way it makes sense And our walks in the park Grow so sorry and dark A terrible pretence From Letras Mania