Katy
Except the rich one
I have the mighty "fallen up"
Get dish
It seems like a construction of my soul is just a myth
But I keep climbing on the walls
I see how many things may change around the spot light in my pose
It's my amazing dirty trick
It's my decision to believe
It's anywhere but here
It's deep
Like shadow walking 'round the street
For ever minute I still waiting to hear the sound of your heartbeat
So let me be your great disaster
Let's do it noisy, do it faster
Let me be very complicated
Let's lead the way to see we made it
When I am you
I keep forgetting who I am
The first issue
Is "He's another Katy man"
If you won't ever be my love
You need to stay down on your knees
And pray to anyone above
And tears will fall around your Tiff
So I may do it very well
I have the silence at the left
And the resistance at the right
That bring us down to the end
So if you ever be my love
I'm not the rich one
I have the big asylum card
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