A Pretty Smile

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By Cutie In A Death Cab

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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January 7, 2006 23:52. QUEENIE .

excellent. :)