Your words to me just a whisper
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Your face is so unclear
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I try to pay attention
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Your words just disappear
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'Cause its always raining in my head
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Forget all the things I should have said
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So I speak to you in riddles because
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My words get in my way. I smoke the
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whole thing to my head and feel it
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wash away 'cause i can't take anymore
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of this, I want to come apart.
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or dig myself a little hole inside
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your precious heart
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'Cause its always raining in my head
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Forget all the things I should have said
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I am nothing more than a little boy inside
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That cries out for attention
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yet I always try to hide
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'Cause I talk to you like children,
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Though I don't know how I feel
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But I know I'll do the right thing
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If the right thing is revealed
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'Cause its always raining in my head
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Forget all the things I should have said
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Epiphany
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Staind |