Besedila: Pulp. It. Joking Aside.

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I hate to complain, you know, but then again
I cannot pretend nothing's wrong
Looking at my present situation, the act cannot last for long
Viewed from outside these pursuits I might try
Seem possessed of a certain allure
Now they're no longer a source of mystery my faith in them's more unsure

Now the time to play is over
Time to dispose of the lies
Time to show what's really
On my mind
Yes I'd like to turn you over
To see what's on your other side
To see if the problem's
In my mind
In my mind

The choice is quite clear, to move on or stay here
Decision is harder to take
Reject what I have for something unstable could easily be a mistake
So I walk round the place with a smile on my face
Pretending the best that I can
Hoping to lose the inclination to desire what I can't understand

And the time to play is over
Time to dispose of the lies
Time to show what's really
On my mind
Yes I'd like to turn you over
To see what's on your other side
To see if the problem's
In my mind
In my mind
Lalalalala lalalalala...

Now the time to play is over
Time to dispose of the lies
Time to show what's really
On my mind
Yes I'd like to turn you over
To see what's on your other side
Like to turn it over
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind
In my mind