Lyric Crash [CD-ROM Video]

I put my best foot first and it got burnt
Communication always hurts
I ve got myself so deep inside a hole
I taste the air go thin as I get old, as I get old
I don t think so

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She s my hands, she s my hands
Picks me up when I crash down
Build me wings so I can glide
She s my novocaine ride

Pick up the pieces of my world
Glue thme together, I wish I could
I can t believe it as the picture fades
Just like a TV, but the sound remains
I don t think so, no, I don t think so

CHORUSFeel it as I shake
Shatter illusions fade
Taste my bitter tears
Cut my heart with shears

I don t think so, I don t think so

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