Further into the fog I fall

Well, I was just

Following you!

When you said :

"Do as I do and scrap your fey ways"

(Dial-A-Cliché)

"Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!"

(Dial-A-Cliché)

Dial-A-Cliché

Dial-A-Cliché

But the person underneath

Where does he go ?

Does he slide by the wayside ?

Or ... does he just die ?

And you find that you've organized

Your feelings, for people

Who didn't like you then

And do not like you now

But still you say :

"Do as I do and scrap your fey ways"

(Dial-A-Cliché)

"Grow up, be a man, and close your mealy-mouth!"

(Dial-A-Cliché)

"The Safe way is the only way !

There's always time to change, son !"

I've changed

But I'm in pain !

Dial-A-Clich