Lyrics

You look around, saw what you found
It was you, with who I was playing
I make no sound, do I astound
I'm not sorry, and I'm not staying
We scream and scream, we plot and scheme
With clever lies, synthetic eyes
I see your pain, and find it funny
You gave me love, and I took your money
We're designed, designed
For living, for living
Written by: Mark Love, Xhian Behm
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