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I'm kinda down about it I'm kinda sick about this feeling Talking brings it up And I'm kinda short on feelings And I kinda got the feeling that I'm losing everyone Could this be all? Could it linger any more? What an endless fall; there's no use to call it off. So I'm rolling down the stairwell And I'm giving in; these thoughts sound angry Talking brings it up So now I'm down about it I'm kinda sick about this feeling Drinking brings it up And I don't even know why I shouted out I'm the one who's being left out-- Again. I'm kinda down about it I'm kinda sick about this feeling Talking brings it up Could this be all? Could it linger any more? In an endless fall, there's no use to call it off And I don't even know why I try it at all I'm the one who's being left out Yeah, I don't even know why I try it at all I'm the one who's being left out I'm the one who's living with it all. |
