I've been waitin' on the overdrive
Slick and polished on the inside
It ruins feeding timeI'll recover in an empty room
In remission from a real mood
Sit down, fuck-up, and wait your turnWhy can't we hide, our secret lives?Why can't we climb, this useless height?You hide your time, so well
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness
You hide your scars, so wellI'll recover if you want me to
Dig my way out of my black mood
Wait for the sun to fadeWhy can't we hide, our useless lives?You hide your time, so well
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness
You hide your scars, so wellYou hide your time, so well
Small scars of love, and hate, and happiness
You hide your scars, so wellAnd nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymoreAnd nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore
And nothing matters anymore(You) And nothing matters anymore
(Say) And nothing matters anymore
(Nothing) And nothing matters anymore
(You) And nothing matters anymore
(Say) And nothing matters anymore
(Nothing) And nothing matters anymore
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