a misunderstanding born outta contempt
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that was the rock I was battered against
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oh sorrow dogged by sorrow was in my heart
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don't even know just where to start
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I was knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
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should've seen the penny dropping just a touch
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I walked away as mad as could be
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no matter how I try it's the same damn thing
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knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
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more than a little bit outta touch
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knowin' too little an' feelin' too much
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more than a little bit outta touch
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stone dead from standin' still
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can't run from the shadow that wishes me ill
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a bone in the fly a fly in the bone
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kept hanging around the door to my home
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oh tell it to the river and tell it to the sea
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this man's gonna be the death of me
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my tiny fist just isn't a threat
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not even enough to make him sweat
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the wrinkle in the sheet next to him
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didn't see the trouble that she was in
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when the ill wind started to blow
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it was far too late for me to go
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sun's gonna shine bright at midnight
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before I find out if my hunches were right
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he knew damn well what lies were for
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huff an' puff an' show her the door
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life robs you of your bones an' slips by in dreams
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and absolutely nothing is as it seems
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that halfway point between life and death
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slipped by and now I've less time left
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I've worn this face far too long
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I just got used to always bein' wrong
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I know one thing one thing I know
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that sweet sweet man's just gotta go
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Knowing Too Little
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| Laika |
