Eve 6 Inside Out
I would swallow my pride I would choke on the rinds But the lack thereof Would leave me empty inside Swallow my doubt Turn it inside out Find nothin but faith in nothing Wanna put my tender Heart in a blender Watch it spin round to a beautiful oblivion Rendevous, then I m through with you I ve burn, burn like a wicker cabinet Chalk white and oh so frail I see our time has gotten stale The tick tock of the clock is painful All sane and logical I want to tear it off the wall I hear words and clips and phras
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