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Dead Poetic lyrics - August Winterman
| Title: |
August Winterman |
| Artist: |
Dead Poetic |
| Album: |
Four Wall Blackmail |
| Year: |
2002 |
| Submitted by: |
gennah |
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and if i could teach the world to be...
i'd teach them all to be something just like me
frustrated, bitter, depressing.
perfect-as if my wings were like yours
but i'm falling down
and if you could hold your tongue long enough..
you'd see that all i am is love, but i don't like me
i despise me
perfect-as if my wings were like yours
but i'm falling down
perfect-as if my wings were like yours
but i'm falling down
it's a disease they'll never have a cure for
you're the only way to dry my eye's
it's a disease they'll never have a cure
but i'm the one whose wrong, i'm the one who cries
it's a disease they'll never have a cure for
it's a disease they'll never have a cure
but i'm the one whose wrong, i'm the one who cries
i cry- i despise me
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