Sometimes I wonder what it feels like
To smile and not worry the cost
Spinning out off the turn pike
Feel your icy fingers touch the frost
Turn and see the dead
A portrait painted in oils
The waves crash against your head
To the winner goes the spoils
I force a smile
You open up the shutters
I squirm in my guile
You worry 'bout the cutters
I force a smile
You open the shutters
I squirm in my guile
You worry about the cutters
Happiness fading
Falling again
Wading in sin
Gilded plating
Run as fast as you can
Run as fast as you can
Run as fast as you can
Run as fast as you can
Forced smile
Open shutters
Squirming guile
Worried cutters
Forced smile
Open shutters
Squirming guile
Worried cutters
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