Letras

Was it silly of me To share my thoughts so literally? Public broadcasting Wasn't even a contention to me It was my natural way To try and make it through the day Now I'm okay I wish I'd kept it hidden away I need to straighten up Grow up instead of smoke up Have I learned nothing From the events that haunt me? Sleeping easily Is something I would like to be Tossing and turning In the night, my chest is burning
Writer(s): Phillip Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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