Lyrics

Things are not so horrible Now you're not my oracle Something died for all time When I saw you conspiring To never lift a finger Once you were my manager Then you were my passenger Different highs, different lies 'Til no soul would reshape you Again But your hold came in at a loss And the ecstasy has worn off Something died for all time When I saw you conspiring To never lift a finger Instrumental Something died for all time When I saw you conspiring To never lift a finger
Writer(s): Adam M. Green Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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