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The Impostor
04:10
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Don't go out tonight,
Don't you leave this house,
The boys who are made of gold,
Run the streets in this town,
But all this repetition,
Pushes you to aggression,
Where the walls melt,
Where the walls melt again.
So what are you,
Trying to prove?
It's just me?
It's just me or does nothing seem real?
So hit me,
Hit me, I just want to feel.
The bull sees red tonight,
The matador in the mirror,
So when those drinks arrive,
You feel that itch and begin,
So what are you
Trying to prove?
Who are you trying to fool?
You made time stand still,
The world, was yours to rule.
It's just me?
It's just me or does nothing seem real?
So hit me,
Hit me, I just want to feel.
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