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Tytuł: The best things

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   I don't play the fool 'cause I'm not acting
  Don't know the angles, I've stopped protracting
  The earth is flat unless you're an astronaut
  This tune is vibration if your hearing is shot
  
  and all that I know is every day I know less
  and the best things in life don't make any sense
  
  I studied your face while you were asleep
  You looked connected to something quite deep
  As I get older I start to lose touch
  Maybe because I don't sleep as much
  
  I grit my teeth, when I sleep I get tense
  and the best things in life don't make any sense
  and the best things in life don't make any sense
  
  Of course there's love, it goes without saying
  Any talk of an answer would just be noise
  and little bits of spit spraying
  
  I flipped through the pictures and let the words lie
  Mosied through the market to smell and not buy
  Wearing dark glasses at night wrecks your eyes
  
  But pain can look cool when it's at its best
  and the best things in life don't make any sense
  and the best things in life don't make any sense
  and all that I know is every day I know less
  and the best things in life don't make any sense