You made a career of composure She needs you to steer; she's hungover Mmh hmm He needs you to hear, listen closer It's time to come down Mmh hmm
And all of the things you've accomplished They cover the light of your office Where I am the wall of worn out, worthless I lean on the ground
Victor, you are not who you said You were said you Where when we met Mmh hmm “Winner”, you are losing your loved ones Oh, your loved ones Chip by chip, bet by bet
With eyes on the road, she is flying Away from the tide, she is shocken I miss you so much, I am dying I can't make a sound
Oh, Victor Oh, Victor Mmh hmm
Victor, you are not who you said You were said you Where when we met “Winner”, you are losing your loved ones Oh, your loved ones Chip by chip, bet by bet
Oh, Victor You are not my father You are not my lover You are all the others
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