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Well it did
1 ReviewsThese autumn days and their effects...
So lately I've been tired
Felt like crying all the time
But no tears, although wired
So I guess I should be fine
The times you saw your teraphist
You kept them but still told
And in my head I'd write a list
Of things that make me cold
Strum it off, oh, if I could
I'd play it all away
But I'm not sure what all I would
So if you ask, I shouldn't may
If all the hours that I slept
Could have been spent awake!
Then maybe those secrets I kept
Wouldn't be so very fake
Though after all, why shouldn't I
They did it first, I want my try
But I guess I never will know why
Cause I'm so scared to cry
Felt like crying all the time
But no tears, although wired
So I guess I should be fine
The times you saw your teraphist
You kept them but still told
And in my head I'd write a list
Of things that make me cold
Strum it off, oh, if I could
I'd play it all away
But I'm not sure what all I would
So if you ask, I shouldn't may
If all the hours that I slept
Could have been spent awake!
Then maybe those secrets I kept
Wouldn't be so very fake
Though after all, why shouldn't I
They did it first, I want my try
But I guess I never will know why
Cause I'm so scared to cry
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