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In the quieter mornings I talk to myself now The world has all ended At least I pretend it And I was left over An etch in the limestone And I could sedate it Instead, I replay it A memory pacing, at times it is speaking I talk to myself now Or was I just thinking? Everything's tethered two parts I don't have the heart (ooh) To let it wither away Everything stays And if I can manage I can rebrand it The pain it has caused me So much I can't stand it Could be something better If I can remember The love on the B sides That no one could sever From every whisper The glances and gazes And it's never over It's only in phases Everything's tethered two parts I don't have the heart To let it wither away Everything stays An eminent felling (an eminent felling) Of imminent peeling (of imminent peeling) Of something corrupting (of something corrupting) To something revealing (to something revealing) A quiet salvation (a quiet salvation) A soft resignation (a soft resignation) It all happens slowly (it all happens slowly) But I can be patient (but I can be patient)
Writer(s): Johnny Manchild And The Poor Bastards Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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