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Teksty: Avett Brothers (The). Other. Paranoia In B Flat Major.


I keep tellin? myself that it?ll be fine

You can?t make everybody happy all of the time

I find myself in a place that I never been

A place that I thought that I could never be

There?s people looking back at me



I keep having this dream; I?m at a party

There?s people throwing drinks and screaming telling me that I don?t belong

Lately life?s been the same I find this comfortable place

With all my friends then my friends start telling me that I?ve always been wrong

And I?m so tired of being wrong



There was a time I could move there was a time I could breathe

The crowded spaces filled with angry faces

It didn?t once cross my mind

With paranoia on my heels; Will you love me still

when we awake and see that the sanity has gone from my eyes?



I got secrets from you, you got secrets from me

Because you?re so worried about what I?m gonna to think,

Well I?m worried too

But if love is a game, girl, then you?re gonna win

I?ll spend the rest of my life bringing victory in

If you want me to