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Secret Songs of the Passive-Aggressive:Part 3, "Left" |
No, I can't dance. But speak to me of rhythm And I will fake it. *She did it again, and always I keep Trying to become what she hoped I'd be. I didn't know her; I was fast asleep when she wanted to wake up beside me.
An early she whose prophecy came true;
Okay, so I'll try to just be your friend
It will take time, but I'll learn to abstain. *No, I can't listen. But tell me where it hurts And I will fix it. |