(My Song)
1.I look at you and all you see is me
There�s no where else I�d rather be
You over re-act, like you always do
But for some reason, I still love you
(I love you)
2.You draw a blank, when I ask you a simple question
Almost as if sometimes you seem to be double-guessing
What I�m saying to you; can�t you read my eyes
We can�t always hide behind this disguise
(Disguise�disguise�)
3.This is my song to you
Even though you�ll never hear it
You�d be one of the few
Who would never clear it
(Hear the phrase �I love you� whispered on the wind)
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4.The days go by one by one
Passing by as if they�ve just begun
For some reason, I can�t slow down
Have my feet ever touched the ground
(An Angel you�ll never meet�)
5.You slither past like the snake you are
You�re eyes pierce my heart as your teeth sink into my flesh
I�ve never been very far, but you never seem to notice me
Wide out in the open, everything�s still meshed
(Blinded by your �white light�)
6.So this song is dedicated to you
On an album you�ll never read
You�ll be one of the few
That I�ll take off my creed
(The ink has dried and faded away)
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7.This last verse will seem very long
Just to remind you of all the days gone (bye)
And people you have left behind
Where you could have turned and waved
8.Now it�s too late to turn around
All you ever see is peoples� frowns
That�s what happens when you�re so cold
Still, I hope you don�t grow old alone
(Unless you�re with me�)
9.I�d never wish that fait on anyone
Although, with you, it would be just plain fun�
Fun to see you crying at night
Shivering to keep warm
(Warm�warm�)
10.And now I�ve song my song for you
At a concert you�ll never attend
You�ve been one of the few
That I�ll never spit for again
(Again�again�)
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11.With you�
A raging war inside myself
You�ve opened up a seething hell
For all who are around
And all we do is stare at the ground
Lost inside my head
Wondering what it�s like to be dead
(Wondering what it�s like to be dead)
(Wondering what it�s like to be�DEAD)
fade, close
The ink has dried and faded away
The paper crumbled to dust
All that�s left is a simple trail
Of sorrow for my wounded emotions
The salt left by my tears
Stings in the burning wounds (of my soul)
And even though the outside is strangely cool
Inside I�m at a raging war (with you