Lyrics

Things you say I ignore Give me one more Watch me ignore you again I slipped through the cracks Escaping the clasp of your hand That is just boring At least that's how I feel Don't you agree with me? All of my dreams are making me feel sick And I don't know why I don't know why I looked to my left and then quickly I noticed That you've been replaced By a sadness and shortness of breath I could just lay here for hours And not think of how I make you feel like nothing Music is just never spoken At least that's what you said And I can't quite see your point All of my dreams are making me feel sick And I don't know why I don't know why And all of my dreams are making me feel sick And I don't know why I don't know why Get it with your life I gave you this to show you what you mean And if you can't take care of it I'll break you in half
Writer(s): William Harold Murray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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