I'm Actual Lyrics

	作曲 : Means, Ruess
	Can we take the next hour and talk about me?
	Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me
	Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	And my hatred for corporate magazines
	You know they don't speak to me
	The irony is they won't speak with me
	I placed you on a window sill
	Cut notches up and down the door
	My surprise
	I woke up one morning
	In bed in your place lay a note
	It read, "Baby, Your love, it just ain't good enough. I found sunlight 6 hours away. You watered me down 'til I drifted abound Somewhere far from your shade."
	Now I shadow my former self
	Once whole and now only a chest full of holes red wax, it paints me unclear
	When the big hand strikes 12,
	I disappear
	And the angels are fake and they'll lie to your face
	Anything to keep you away
	You watered me down 'til
	I drifted abound
	It's time
	I accept the fact that you on your back
	It has buried the past
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	Talk about me, oh we'll talk about me
	Talk about me, and we'll only talk about me
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	And my hatred for corporate magazines
	You know they don't speak to me
	The irony is they won't speak with me

	zuo qu : Means, Ruess
	Can we take the next hour and talk about me?
	Talk about me, oh we' ll talk about me
	Talk about me, and we' ll only talk about me
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	And my hatred for corporate magazines
	You know they don' t speak to me
	The irony is they won' t speak with me
	I placed you on a window sill
	Cut notches up and down the door
	My surprise
	I woke up one morning
	In bed in your place lay a note
	It read, " Baby, Your love, it just ain' t good enough. I found sunlight 6 hours away. You watered me down ' til I drifted abound Somewhere far from your shade."
	Now I shadow my former self
	Once whole and now only a chest full of holes red wax, it paints me unclear
	When the big hand strikes 12,
	I disappear
	And the angels are fake and they' ll lie to your face
	Anything to keep you away
	You watered me down ' til
	I drifted abound
	It' s time
	I accept the fact that you on your back
	It has buried the past
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	Talk about me, oh we' ll talk about me
	Talk about me, and we' ll only talk about me
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	And my hatred for corporate magazines
	You know they don' t speak to me
	The irony is they won' t speak with me

	zuò qǔ : Means, Ruess
	Can we take the next hour and talk about me?
	Talk about me, oh we' ll talk about me
	Talk about me, and we' ll only talk about me
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	And my hatred for corporate magazines
	You know they don' t speak to me
	The irony is they won' t speak with me
	I placed you on a window sill
	Cut notches up and down the door
	My surprise
	I woke up one morning
	In bed in your place lay a note
	It read, " Baby, Your love, it just ain' t good enough. I found sunlight 6 hours away. You watered me down ' til I drifted abound Somewhere far from your shade."
	Now I shadow my former self
	Once whole and now only a chest full of holes red wax, it paints me unclear
	When the big hand strikes 12,
	I disappear
	And the angels are fake and they' ll lie to your face
	Anything to keep you away
	You watered me down ' til
	I drifted abound
	It' s time
	I accept the fact that you on your back
	It has buried the past
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	Talk about me, oh we' ll talk about me
	Talk about me, and we' ll only talk about me
	Can we please take this hour and talk about me?
	And my hatred for corporate magazines
	You know they don' t speak to me
	The irony is they won' t speak with me

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