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• Artiste: Backdraft Effect
• Titre: Something Better
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Everyday you played the game Messin' with me, makin me the one to blame I'm just sick Sick, Tired, and Wasted You used to tell me that you loved me But in truth, you don't even know what it means I'm sick of all the lies and the excuses made I was just another one of the fools you played I should've realized when you were never there That your heart pumps oil, and you never really cared There isnt much left for me to say I've had to deal with it since that hateful day I no longer have a good feeling for you You'd better be glad that its not voices I listen to Anyone else could've let it go as something else Instead, I just set me up and hurt myself Everyday you played the game Messin' with me, makin me the one to blame I'm just sick Sick, Tired, and Wasted Sick and Tired My hearts on fire I wish I could subdue the flames I've got only myself to blame... I don't think I could trust anyon again So I could just end up another so called friend I pumped every last drop outta my heart You just ran through it like some average tart I thought I saw something in you But now there's nothing I can do Your like all the others before Thats when I finally realized I could take no more Sick and Tired My hearts on fire I wish I could subdue the flames I've got only myself to blame...