Из альбома: Interiors
Distance makes the heart start wondering
Absence makes the anger grow
The world may just be spinning through us
And seperation lets it show
I walk away the fear and anger
I'm talking through the tears each day
I push myself to points of danger
But nothing makes it go away
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I want a cure
A mental, geographical cure
A physical, chemical cure
Sugar or shopping
Drinking or dropping
The emotional highs
Of my life in disguise
There's one thing for sure
I want a cure
Love seems like a fancy theory
Fame a substitute for friends
Those who love can't get near me
Those who don't are moving in
A heart is like a broken window
Pain depends on point of view
The world may just be slowly stopping
And no one knows but me and you
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Where no one can see me
No one knows how I'm feeling
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