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That's Really It?
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September 2012 You better get your act together, no frown,
who cares about some girl not making a sound,
all she is doing to you is bringing you down,
hurry! bury your feelings 10 feet underground,
she's a dancing leaver, silent griever,
i really don't hate her girl,
she's a one kind, unique mind,
no one else compares girl,
somehow you beat the rest, even if,
you still think of your past as a gift,
that was ripped out of your hands, sad riff,
and is the reason you have nightmares, wake up and necks stiff,
can't believe how you change from so much,
to so little, like the guts of a dutch,
can't take another night dreaming of your touch,
sooner or later you'll gave me on a crutch.
