one of these days it´s gonna be all too much
it´s gonna spill over and run away with me
I won´t be able to stop feeling it´s touch
won´t be able to hear and see
that it will blow over like all the other times
it´ll be between myself and me
the "I" will be the one that mimes
a happy-go-lucky person that I wasn´t going to be
but nevertheless, it´ll be the last thing you´ll see
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