A Pretty Smile, by Cutie In A Death Cab
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I can't cry
On my own shoulder
So I sit
And I grow colder
I can't run
Where would I go?
So I stay
And sink down low
I can't hide
There is no place
So I show
My frightened face
But all of this
Goes on in here
Inside my head
Filled up with fear
You don't know
Because I don't tell
If I did
I know you'd yell
You'd make me talk
And take those pills
Those one's that numb me
And cause large bills
So I wear
A pretty smile
It keeps you clueless
All the while
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Posted: 2005-01-24 05:24:24 UTC |
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