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there's a silance within me
as i'm punching the numbers
and i wait, and it's ringing
then somebody pickes up
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buildings scrape the sky
the is no room for mess
one person and one more person
in this urban loneliness
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you gave me a bite
now i want the whole apple
how dare you give up
i want more than a sample
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i'm looking for war
fight and tear you apart
let my mind run free
when i fall i fall hard
don't calm me down
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they point their little fingers
at the thorn of desparation in my side
nodding their heads
oh, how deep it is wedged there
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don't bother making no grand gestures
i don't require your displays
tear your chest open, reveal your heart-beat
let me listen to what it says
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turn right and left but i can't find rest
my heart beats too fast in my chest
my mind is weary but my body awake
all that's left is to wonder how long it will take
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today
when you look across a crowded room
no one looks back
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feed me words
the simple words
words you spread around each day
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רוצה להביא לעולם ילד כחול
רק כי אף אחד אחר לא יכול
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אל הארכיון האישי (10 יצירות מאורכבות)
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ג'ורג' וו. בוש
מבין שקאובוי
הוא כבר לא
יהיה, גם לא
אסטרונאוט ולא
שוטר, ומתפשר על
הבחירה הרביעית-
נשיא ארצות
הברית.
ההיסטוריון
הדייקן |
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