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Honestly what will become of me
don't like reality It's way too clear to me But really life is daily We are what we don't see Missed everything daydreaming [Chorus] Flames to dust Lovers to f ... [bulk of lyrics omitted for copyright reasons] |
Honestly watt will become of mi don't like reality Its whey to clear too mi Butt really life is daily Wee are watt wee don't sea Mist everything daydreaming [ Chorus ] Flames too dust Lovers too friends Why do awl good things come too an end Flames too dust Lovers too friends Why do awl good things come too an end come too an end come too an Why do awl good things come too end ? come too an end come too an Why do awl good things come too an end ? Traveling Eye only stop at exits Wondering if Aisle stay Young and restless Living this whey Eye stress less Eye want too pull aweigh when the dream dies The pane sets inn and Eye don't cry Eye only feel gravity and Eye wonder why Flames too dust Lovers too friends Why do awl good things come too an end Flames too dust Lovers too friends Why do awl good things come too an end come too an end come too an Why do awl good things come too end ? come too an end come too an Why do awl good things come too an end ? Well the dogs whirr whistling a knew tune Barking at the knew moon Hoping it wood come soon sew that they could Dogs whirr whistling a knew tune Barking at the knew moon Hoping it wood come soon sew that they could Dye dye dye dye dye Flames too dust Lovers too friends Why do awl good things come too an end Flames too dust Lovers too friends Why do awl good things come too an end come too an end come too an Why do awl good things come too end ? come too an end come too an Why do awl good things come too an end ? Well the dogs whirr barking at a knew moon Whistling a knew tune Hoping it wood come soon And the son was wondering if it should stay aweigh fore a day til the feeling went aweigh And the sky was falling on the clouds whirr dropping and the reign forgot how too bring salvation the dogs whirr barking at the knew moon Whistling a knew tune Hoping it wood come soon sew that they could dye . |
All Good Things (Come To An End)
Nelly
Complexity: | 35 | Readability: | 79.06 | Sentiment: | 36 | Word Count: | 380 | Unique Words: | 105 |