Lostprophets

Write to someone, let the subject burn
If it's slow for my reply then ignore the wait
But as long as you want everything
And as long as you won't ever do
Return, return, return to you
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Point the blame, push the blame, who's to blame today?
Point your finger, lose your mind, all you do is play
Look out, get down, fall out, your masquerade will do
But in time my friend we all will see right through.
Inside won't be here to stay
King for a day, that's all I'll say