Same Mistakes
Circles, we going in circles
This is all it makes us
We know every takes us we've been before
Closer, maybe looking closer
There's more to discover
Find that what went wrong without blaming each other
Think that we got more time
One more falling behind
Gotta make up my mind
Over full play, play, play all the same old games
And we Wait, wait, wait for the interchange
I'm with take, take, take it for granted
That will be the same
But we're making all the same mistakes
I wake up, we both knew to wake up
Maybe if we face up to this
We can make it through this
Closer, maybe we'll be closer
Stronger than we were before
It made this something more, yeah
Think that we got more time
One more falling behind
Gotta make up my mind
Over full play, play, play all the same old games
And we Wait, wait, wait for the interchange
I'm with take, take, take it for granted
That will be the same
But we're making all the same mistakes
Yeah, yeah, that's what crazy is
When it's broken, you say there's nothing to fix
And you pray, pray, pray that everything will be okay
Why you're making all the same mistakes
Don't listen babe
But if we don't mind babe
We're only running babe
Out of me, cause ain't this
Same mistakes again
So we play, play, play all the same old games
And we Wait, wait, wait for the interchange
And we take, take, take it for granted
That will be the same
But we're making all the same mistakes
Yeah, yeah, that's what crazy is
When it's broken, you say there's nothing to fix
And you pray, pray, pray that everything will be okay
Why you're making all the same mistakes
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