четверг, 10 сентября 2009 г.

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Blue October - Say It

It's all about steam

It's all about dreams

It's all about making the best out of everything

You'll know when your fine

Cause you'll talk like a mime

You'll fall on your face

You get back up and you're doing fine

“a considerate clown, a preachy preachy machine”

is one of the sweetest things you would say about me

but I don't have the time for your distorted esteem

why are you toying with my mind?

I don't wanna hear you say it

I don't wanna hear you say it

I don't wanna hear you say it

Now you're messing with my pride

You think you're smarter than me

Well everyone knows you will never be smarter than me

That's how it goes

I gained forty pounds because of you

Was there an “S” on my chest

Well I confess, you were too much stress

I'd have a heart attack at best

So now I breathe it out, I breathe it out

I spit it on the crowd cause they lift me up, they lift me up, they lift me up

When I'm feeling down

What am I spitting out? spitting out, something we never talk about

It's called my .mind

I don't wanna hear you say it

I don't wanna hear you say it

I don't wanna hear you say it

Now you're messing with my pride

I'm sick of standing in your line

So now you'll have to take it

take this to heart

I will never let you fuck me over

Stop talking down to me your war is old

your game is over

So here's my coldest shoulder

I don't wanna hear you say it

I don't wanna hear you say it

I don't wanna hear you say it

Now you're messing with my pride

Something we don't talk about

Something we never talk about

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