I used to believe in happy endings
Stories didn't use to be so sad
Now all I see is death and tragedy
And I can't seem to banish it from my mind
It's no use to stay away
'Cause they haunt me everywhere
They occupy my ever thought
And when I think about it, I always come back to this
You've burned me down
But what goes around, comes around
You've got it good now
But I will get Ты back somehow
You will get what's coming to you
Then you'll know what you've put us through
You've made your made, Ты must lay in it now
I don't believe in fairy tales anymore
They only mean to bring down your guard
'Cause when you...
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