Said, all I need to,
and you don’t, understand still.
Wish you saw- picture my mind’s-
eyes are deep and they’re cynical.
One, taken four more.
Kills the pain, healing that sore.
I, I’ve taken what’s left- I took it all,
and now you won’t,
let me forget, forget, forget,

Now that the world waits around,
but I keep slipping and losing ground.
Do I not try so hard so good?
I can’t keep changing just because,
you think I should.

Quicksand By Finger Eleven

Said, all I nee…

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