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Never get angry at the stupid people Though I go crazy at the dullness of my life Sit and I stare into a dusty window An empty face stares back at me
Hello, my goodness Didn't know I was here Do you know my name? (Can't go wrong when you try) Always got to try No matter how long that shit take Yeah,
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So far from me, stands a man known as disease. He's checking out the hands of the people that he meets. And now, you just don't see me anymore. oh, I
Old friend, I hear you I know just how you feel I've been in your shoes before I've seen your worries And I can understand Everything you goin' through
You'll find relief somewhere between the tree and it's shade. When you go away, Heavens a distance not a place.
tomorrow i will be home i trust you to believe in me this time the piano is playing an in-between song the piano is playing our song i know you need me
the other guys were out playin' with the football I was home bangin' on the keys And it got me Right where I am This is me Playing the piano Hope ya
Shut up I'm thinking Shut up I'm thinking Shut up I'm thinking I'm thinking So shut up If I hold you too tight just say, "Let go" I know this touch
Welcome to my dreamiest nightmare When you're so close but you never get there There's still some things you need to say to me Because my love, you're
clean till you came And kids still respected the president's name And the eagle still flew in the sky Hearts filled with national pride Then you came along with your drug-crazy songs
You curse me for the things I've done and said You live your life in confusion, fully mislead You let the things that mean the most slip away You let
My piano is my endless song She's a warm and a wonderful friend Of taverns and gershwin and a world We woo till we end Hey old gal may I ask you Could
Every little thing I do, I do for you With every little thing, I think a thought of you And I try so hard not to notice I try so hard not to care I try
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Your life was more than mine, like a proud shooting star, into the night, she crashed through the airwaves and ripped like a knife, it was a bad disease
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
