Your eyes are lays
On me
Another day I'm go to
Sleep
Your lies are gonna away
That will may means
I will not listen anymore
You constantly worry about futile
About futile things
But doesn't mean that will ends
With my peace
On my holidays
I will pray for good things
And I will stay on peace
And you will pay for your mistakes
All in holidays
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