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[ti:Getting Tired] |
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[ar:Braids] |
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[al:Deep In the Iris] |
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Getting tired |
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Of the want, to just be with you |
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It breaks my heart |
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How alone am I, while sitting alone in this room |
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The room and I |
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Maybe I could laugh a little at my long and pouted mouth |
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A weighted grin |
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It is winter now, I must prepare for all I cannot bear |
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Myself, my mind |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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Laugh a little |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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You're so brittle |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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Laugh a little |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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You're so brittle |
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In the car ride home |
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My hands like little clams, so moist and cold |
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The grey window |
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So at peace am I, while driving across the water's folds |
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It's you I want to hold |
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Finding sadness, of the want to just tell you the truth |
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I'm sweating fibs |
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Tears glistening and 'round, |
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along the turned down corners of my mouth |
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Feel like I have drowned |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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Laugh a little |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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You're so brittle |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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Laugh a little |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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You're so brittle |
