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Текст: Prick. Makebelieve.

When you were young
Was there a time called one day?
You would know all there was to know

If you survive
All of those girls around you
You carry their books, they carried your mind

Makebelieve
That nothing is wrong
Makebelieve
You're going somewhere
Live your dream

So take it slow
And if you lose your way
Remember the moment you began

Fall back on your word
Heaven forbid your entry
A minor guilt complex dissolves

(Makebelieve)
Makebelieve
That nothing is wrong

(Makebelieve)
Makebelieve
You've got something to say
(Makebelieve)
Love your dream

Never stop
And nothing can matter to this man

Wish away all that low
Heaven is calling out
The easiest access to the crowd

(Makebelieve)
Makebelieve
(Makebelieve)
Makebelieve
(Makebelieve)
(Makebelieve)

I came for the house and the children
I let it all slip through my hands
I feel like a weight has been lifted
Nothing can matter to this man

I came for the car and the vacuum
Spinning the wheels into the void
I see now my ship it has come in
But it was a joke, there's nothing aboard

I came for the love and the action
There I go slipping off of the sword
I feel like a chain reaction
Is it me, or is it the world?