1,000 miles away... you look so pretty

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Never felt a thing
Curled in front of the radio
Tears are creeping
No idea why
"What's wrong?"

That question sounds so evil.

How can it all come down to this.

I used to believe my word was good.

Now I believe my words are just noise.

Distractions.

Accuse me all you want
But bottled up is for the best.

I don't know the answers.

Not to a single question.

How much am I to blame?

This one's for you.