You say good morning when it's midnight Going out of my head, alone in this bed I wake up to your sunset And it's drivin' me mad, I miss you so bad And my heart heart heart is so jetlagged
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Nice people made the best Nazis. My mom grew up next to them. They got along, refused to make waves, looked the other way when things got ugly and focused on happier things than ‘politics.' They were lovely people who turned their heads as their neighbors were dragged away. You know who weren’t nice people? Resisters.
I have heard there are troubles of more than one kind. Some come from ahead and some come from behind. But I’ve bought a big bat. I’m all ready you see. Now my troubles are going to have troubles with me!
You say good morning when it's midnight Going out of myhead, alone in this bed I wake up to your sunset And it's drivin' me mad, I miss you so bad And my heart heart heart is so jetlagged
According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with four arms, four legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other half.
I'm the voice inside your head you refuse to hear I'm the face that you have to face mirrorin' your stare I'm what's left; I'm what's right I'm the enemy; I'm the hand that'll take you down and bring you to your knees So, who are you?
