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| You're so dark and dank with emotional sickness like a cellar that is moist with guilt In the corner of this room that you're isolated in Pictures of your youth stand still The bright picture colors and emotional blackness Are the essence of this painting you're in The scars, the drugs, the isolation Show the path , so young, You've already been... CHORUS: So Free yourself! Don't make this place your home such isolation made you feel that no one knows But others have felt your pain yes there are those who relate and you can't meet such people if in isolation you stay and you make this your home... The bright picture colors and emotional blackness Are the essence of this painting you're in The scars, the drugs, the isolation Show the path , so young, you've already been down You're so dark and dank with emotional sickness like a cellar that is moist with guilt In the corner of this room that you're isolated in Pictures of your youth stand still... CHORUS: |
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| Written by Froman for D.C. |
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