Sticks and stones don’t break my bones, you make believe
It’s lock-and-load, it’s a dead end road to you and me
I'm rusted gold - stripped for sold
I make believe
And I’m off the rent I haven’t spent, I guarantee
So can you not go away
If just for one day
Uh-uh-uh
Impossible, possible
How would you feel now
How would you feel
When war...
War sounds out in you
And throw your fortune away
And I can’t get enough
Space, space, space
Get enough space
I’m pale and coy
A mamma's boy, I make believe
I shimmy-shake, I wake and bake,
I’m over me
I lost the beat, I cannot breathe
Don’t follow me
And you push and shove, I've had enough,
You best believe
So can you not go away
If just for one day
Uh-uh-uh
Impossible, possible
How would feel now
How would you feel now?
When war
War sounds out in you
And throw your fortune away
And I can’t get enough
Space
I can’t get enough space
Space
I can't get no space
Space
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