[Intro]
(One, two, three, four)
[Spoken word]
And our lives too will pass and fade like this moment
Our clothes are like an anthem for sorrow
And the words we use are like future ghosts
And our lives too will fall apart like this moment
Gone like the birthday cards on the windowsill
Brief as the pale light on the bedroom walls
[Chorus 1]
Oh-ho
Will (Will)
You (You)
Be (Be)
My (My)
Personality disorder?
Fill (Fill)
Me (Me)
With (With)
Your (Your)
Personality disorder!
[Spoken word]
And years from now the grass will grow over our lives
But one day soon we will be found
Onе day we will laugh again through desolate timеs
(One, two, three, four)
[Spoken word]
And our lives too will pass and fade like this moment
Our clothes are like an anthem for sorrow
And the words we use are like future ghosts
And our lives too will fall apart like this moment
Gone like the birthday cards on the windowsill
Brief as the pale light on the bedroom walls
[Chorus 1]
Oh-ho
Will (Will)
You (You)
Be (Be)
My (My)
Personality disorder?
Fill (Fill)
Me (Me)
With (With)
Your (Your)
Personality disorder!
[Spoken word]
And years from now the grass will grow over our lives
But one day soon we will be found
Onе day we will laugh again through desolate timеs
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