Coping کے بول

Primal, evil, what am I? Tongue-tied 'til the day I die There's no love made mermaids It's just distraction or so they And I'm too tired to care about it Can't you see this in my face, my face When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? It's a sorry state you're getting in The same excuse is wearing thin There's no self control left in me What was not will never will be And I'm too tired to care about it Can't you see this in my face, my face When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? And I'm too tired to care about it Can't you see this in my face The emphisis on coping Can't you see this in my face, my face When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? When I feel this strange Can I go through this again? (Can I be dreaming or am I just coping?) Lala lala lala Lala lala lala Lala lala lala