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[leftcoastkid]

Put in my hand a microphone
so i can spill these guts onto the floor
for a bunch of people i've never known
to swallow up every word with their ears

well you wanted honesty
now it's coming out my throat with blood
and flooding up your ears
with everything else you never wanted to hear

Guess i only have myself to blame
I triped and fell as i was running away
But the ground works just as well
When i wasn't going anywhere to start

Now i spend my nights
searching for genies at the bottom of bottles.
I've emptyed quite a few by now
And the only wish granted, was now i don't feel a thing