One second two seconds
One second it's full Two seconds it's empty Am I the synonym of a carousel ? I'm turning, turning, turning, turning... Turning around my stupid heart. Full then empty One second, bright as the sun. Two seconds, cold as ice I can't pick a side ? Can't I ? What am I to you ? A fool ? 'Cause I am one To my own rules. Expressive Numb One second I'm all Two seconds I'm nothing at all.
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