Built a pedestal so high, the drop alone could make me die
Took all my risks without reward, fought all my battles without a sword
I'm just a newborn bathed in sin, a gambler who could never win
And if that bridge is fully burned, I'm thankful for the lesson learned
Crossed that bridge, I watched it burn, I stand in line and wait my turn
Took a while to build it up, this house of cards, my stack of cups
Only took a year to fall, lost my mind and dropped the ball
And when I think about the past, I always seem to want it back.
We live in silver screens
They're spinning through our heads just like movie scenes
And what keeps us going, all these fantasies
The stagnant water in my pipe dream
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