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My, my what a mess we've made of our pretty little heads these days.
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently.
The sunrise fills your eyes, cannot hear your cries
Pleading please just go away
I can't take another day of this
No surprise, a surplus of lies, freed from the skies
This house is full of ears but I can't talk to anyone
They've heard this one a thousand times
Most exciting thing I do - hang half way out a third floor window,
maybe throw lit cigarettes down
And maybe I'll catch fire
something warm to hold me
something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind
All that evil shit's not hard to find
I guess I only claim to be nice.
well enough of that...
I feel like crap and i dont know why
I have been feeling like that a lot recently
i love you
~Carl~
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently.
The sunrise fills your eyes, cannot hear your cries
Pleading please just go away
I can't take another day of this
No surprise, a surplus of lies, freed from the skies
This house is full of ears but I can't talk to anyone
They've heard this one a thousand times
Most exciting thing I do - hang half way out a third floor window,
maybe throw lit cigarettes down
And maybe I'll catch fire
something warm to hold me
something pure to burn away the darkness that hides inside my mind
All that evil shit's not hard to find
I guess I only claim to be nice.
well enough of that...
I feel like crap and i dont know why
I have been feeling like that a lot recently
i love you
~Carl~