The words you speak to me
Try to erase my broken day
Painful and bordering on insanity
But I don't know where my heart ends
Senses that I can't define
I've seen through your eyes
But phone calls and voices
Don't always do the trick
And I can't run and hide
From myself
Try to erase my broken day
Painful and bordering on insanity
But I don't know where my heart ends
Senses that I can't define
I've seen through your eyes
But phone calls and voices
Don't always do the trick
And I can't run and hide
From myself
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A deep sadness running through this . . .
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