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I don't like this
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Mar 20 16:48 UTC 1995 |
I have time to sit here and reflex
I've trained myself to sit so still
I never gave you a chance to know how I feel
But you never asked either..
so who's to blame if we let something special pass us by
You will say me, and I will say I.
But sometimes I wonder if you had tried to see
would you have come to understand me?
The barriers i hide behind are little more than foolish lies
but why couldn't you see all the things that are not me
you say I don't but i think I do
understand you maybe even better than you do
the intence need that soaks up your soul
the way you like to have control
but maybe that's why we live and die
to bathe in the soul of another.
so many times I'd sit and I'd cry
dreaming of love's recovery.
in a world wher we did not hide
In a world we could not die.
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