Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Shame.

Past yourself forget the light, things look dirty when it's on. Funny how it comes to pass, that all the good slips away And there's no one around you can remember being good to you

Shame, shouldn't try you, couldn't step by you And open up more Shame, shame, shame

What we lost here is something better left alone Second steps have been forgotten, will you tell me how they go? Set yourself, situate, like a fool try again! There's no one around you can remember being good, for you

So Shame, shouldn't try you, couldn't step by you And open up more Shame, shame, shame

We never thought we'd get so troubled. We could never think that much. It should never get this BAD

So let the wind blow ya, across a big floor But there's no one around who can tell us what we're here for Funny in a certain light, how we all look the same And there's no one in life you can remember ever stood, for you, so Shame.

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