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How can you pretend?
(Too yugan)
That the world doesn't hurt

Easy

I can't stop, can't stop running away
From something I didn't hear, see, or feel
That keeps counting from one to a thousand
Approaching me from behind
Slowly, to make me suffer

(Hey)

What's left for me
A mix of fakes and wannabe rappers
Why did you paint a Dali's picture for me
If your stroke doesn't express what you really think of me

Shot of Jim Beam (hey ah)
Far from here (hey ah)
I already died (hey ah what? Yeah)
Lost memory

Why did you forget me just like that
Can't you see I don't know what will become of me
It's not that I wish you're not happy
It's that I kissed you and I knew how to laugh

(Hey)
(Yeah)

I can't move from where I am
I can't help myself, I'm not Freud

If you waste all my chances
I don't know why I give them to you

Playing like a boy
Fucking cops
Thinking they're cowboys
(Hey ah)
My voice breaks
Just for one mistake
Do they want to kill me?
What's stopping today
I hate alcohol
Except with you
Colors like royalty
If I'm too random
I accept the pain
Don't follow me because not even
I know where I'm going

Fuck, I'm biking (hey now)
It feels easy to me (uh now)
It feels creepy to me (uh hey)
Don't throw criticism (hey)
Don't be my cynic (hey)
It's not an intimate night (hey)
The chemistry flows (hey)
I kill the indica (hey)
(Yeah)

How can you pretend
That the world doesn't hurt?

Easy

You get used to it