i'm tired
cynical and broken, but wiser
heavy with a sense of
What it was, wasn’t my fault
If I would have known,
Cover your eyes, and reach into your ears
Pull out what
Oh say can you see what they're saying when they're
when the sun came up
we were sleeping in
sunk inside our
Tear it out of these open pages
Women and kids of
Here in this yellow room
Blocking the screaming sounds from the
An ending abrupt, I was quick to change
You did this
In those days, I was a train-wreck
I was lost in
everything has got a sense
a permanence attached to it
sucks you
So later that year the bodies came home
To Dover wrapped
...and all our sins come back to haunt us in
There's gonna be some trouble
A whole house will need
We speak in the store
I'm a sensitive bore
You seem markedly
So please, be honest
What's it mean and what have you
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