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the one main thing 
that i can't do 
is also the thing 
that would get me through 

just a simple question 
i'd have to ask 
but it seems like such 
a difficult task 

pluck up the courage 
any my mouth runs dry 
i turn and i run 
away start to cry 

only a simple question 
i'd have to ask 
a start to a stop 
lying in my mask. 
Posted: 2005-01-23 23:35:36 UTC

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