sometimes I think this thing called is another word for pain

May 07, 2005 14:22

I'm holding on waiting for your call
it's simple but I can't explain this
I'm sinking down I feel like I could die
I'm falling off I don't know why

I still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day
another perfect day
I still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day
another perfect day

So I might try to leave it all behind
I know tomorrow's not so bright now
I'll say goodbye cause nothing good can last
(you wear and figured no where fast)
and today I don't know how too keep it all inside
but I guess I'll let it slide

I still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day
another perfect day
I still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day
another perfect day

Today I don't know why
I thought that it was real
but I guess it's no big deal

I still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day
another perfect day
I still believe it when you say
it's another perfect day
another perfect day

I don't know how
I don't know how
to let it slide
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