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You watch Sherlock & listen to Lana del Rey.
You sit back on the floor and watch these days & nights just fade away...
And maybe if there was one thing in this world you wanted, you might pray.
But nothing really matters anyway.
Oh, look what you've become --
Dead & dull & numb.
And oh, I know you never meant to end up this way:
Another pale cliché.
You like any boy who's fool enough to say he likes you.
But you never take a chance on it & play around to see it through.
You say you'll fall in love when you're older and wiser, & a bit more okay...
But the timing's just not quite right today.