Millipede

I couldn't believe what I'd become An elephant white as morning sun I guess that wasn't new I'll leave that up to you But all your friends without reply You made them believe things all the while They say that you are true They're standing up for you But I can't believe In vain, so long A pride so raw I can't believe I couldn't believe the game was on The haunting stares on morning runs You have to see them through When people step on you And still it holds, the show of hands The both of us cannot be friends It's adding up to worse The feeling never turns But I can't believe In vain, so long A pride so raw I can't believe Don't make a sound What's the meanness all about Make it bad, make it worse Will this feeling ever turn? It's the mood, it's the night It's the feeling that we might Make it up, make it work Will this feeling ever turn? It's the mood, it's the night It's the feeling that we might Make it bad, make it worse Will this feeling ever turn? It's the mood, it's the night It's the feeling that we might Make it up, make it work Will this feeling ever turn? It's the mood, it's the night It's the feeling that we might Make it bad, make it worse Will this feeling ever turn? It's the mood, it's the night It's the feeling that we might Make it up, make it work Will this feeling ever turn?