i will pay to restore the past laugh myself when i feel so strange just to pray for my disgrace “nobody aware that” you will say i'm seized of that growing lager, like a parasite please don't make me the fall guy i cant cry and make a sound don't know what you deprive next i wonder is it enough to die when i was 13, i understanding that but, at the same time, i know the pastime just like ARGO packed my emotion i know people become so numb they cant feel great taste there but from now on i get what i want just one chance just one time i'm gonna take my time you gotta let me go