Luv, please let me get on the stage with you..
Your emotions are a stage, and I'm the crowd.
I can see you change the scenes, from good to bad.
I want to shout it out, what I see...want to change the plot...
but you're on the stage and I am not...
Sickened by the sight that caught my eyes.
I discovered you were broken and sad..
Luv, don't let me sit idely by, and watch this charade...
This tragedy, makes me afriad...
I can see you change the scenes, from good to bad.
I want to shout it out, what I see...want to change the plot...
but you're on the stage and I am not...
Sickened by the sight that caught my eyes.
I discovered you were broken and sad..
Luv, don't let me sit idely by, and watch this charade...
This tragedy, makes me afriad...
-Marcus Mattsson
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