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The Trouble
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Grasping at Straws
Why drink a beer if the bottle's got a bottom? Pretty soon everyone will leave a nice exterior, the insides rotten I can't trust what I once believed now I'm fucked, twitching crucified nothings changed, we all feel the same this empty feelings to which I'm tied I saw my own funeral and nobody came
Nobody laughs anymore, Nothings changed, we've seen it before nobody smiles anymore, we try and try but Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com we're still bored
You told me we could make it through this trick yourselves into plans of hope the sea of time in which we wade jealous of purity I see in their eyes the same clear vision torn from my heart like a dying man wiping off the flies I feel it, I need it but there's no hope
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