Too much of anything can make Ты sick
Even the good can be a curse
Makes it hard to know which road to go down
Knowing too much can get your hurt
Is it better is it worse?
are we sitting in reverse?
It's just like we're going backwards (backwards)
I know where I want this to go
We're driving fast but let's go slow
What I don't want to do is crash, no
Just know you're not in this thing alone
There's always a place in me
that Ты can call Главная
Whenever Ты feel like we're growing apart
Let´s just go back back back back
back to the start, oh
Anything that´s worth having
Is sure enough worth...
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