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| counting crows |
| the devil�s in the dreaming he tells you I�m not sleeping in my hotel room alone with nothing to believe in you dive into the traffic rising up and it�s so quiet and then wake up for all the things you�re losing you might as well resign yourself to try and make a change I�m going down to Hollywood they�re gonna make a movie from the things that they find crawling round my brain I wish I was a girl so you could believe me and I could shake this static everytime I try to sleep I wish for all the world that I could say, "Hey Elizabeth, you know, I� doing alright these days." all my friends got flowers in their eyes but I got none this season ... everything that you�ve ever done wrong is the reason that I�m driven straight to you WANT MORE??? hahaha!!!! YOU HAVE TO WAIT!!!!!!! |