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December 05, 2001
[ Epiphany ] Staind Your words to me just a whisper Your face is so unclear I try to pay attention Your words just disappear 'Cause it's always raining in my head Forget all the things I should have said So I speak to you in riddles 'Cause my words get in my way I smoke the whole thing to my head And feel it wash away 'Cause i can't take anymore of this I wanna come apart And dig myself a little hole Inside your precious heart I am nothing more than A little boy inside That cries out for attention Yet I always try to hide 'Cause I talk to you like children Though I don't know how I feel But I know I'll do the right thing If the right thing isn't feel
posted by: Dizzy (",)
6:02 PM
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