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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aphra McSherry-Birley
Songwriter
Lyrics
I'm a victim of my own free will
The bread is sour and the milk is spilt
And I'm just tryna feel something other than guilt
I don't know if I can I don't know if I will
I talk to much sometimes
Maybe it's cos I hate the silence
In between your replies
A massacre of the kindest type
I'll kill my fear when the time is right
But I could never fire that loaded gun
I took hands with my fear and walked into the sun
I talk to much sometimes
Maybe it's cos I hate the silence
In between your replies
I talk to much sometimes
Maybe it's cos I dread the day
That you don't reply
Writer(s): Aphra Mcsherry-birley
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