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Text: Pressure 4-5. Stares.

We still can't care when you stare

Shut up and leave
Do whatever you please
Slapped me and left me behind
Now what are tryin' to find
Just let your conscience be your guide
And you'll discover wrong from right
Pray that you'll recover never

We will never know why the feeling feels so cold

Blackened these eyes
With your guilt in disguise
Pushing the buttons of pain
Nothing to lose, nothing to gain
Follow the path that will drive us insane
What is the purpose for these lies
And scratch beneath the surface, see my eyes

We will never know why the feeling feels so cold
But we wait for you to care
All I feel is your ice cold stare
You stare, it's feels so cold
Stare, stare

We will never know why the feeling feels so cold
But we wait for you to care
All I feel is your ice cold stare
Feel you stare, ice cold stare
You stare, you stare, you stare
And it feel so cold

Pressure 4-5