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from Alex Parks - Introduction (2004)
There's nothing left for me to do
just like time and time and time again what else is left for me to prove? but when it comes around I can't help falling down is this the state of so-called pleasure? or just the weight of stones & feathers I'm not myself maybe I'm never just like tear that fades away just like a word I can't express or can't explain a thousand voices in my brain I wish they'd comfort me instead it's torturing is this the state of so-called pleasure? or just the way I'm made to measure I'm not myself maybe I'm never when all is said and done I confess I've had enough is this the state of so-called pleasure? or just a chill that lasts forever I'm not myself maybe I'm never is this the state of so-called pleasure? or just a break in heavy weather I'm not myself maybe I'm never |
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