HWL

I hear he still loves a dancer

I wonder when my life changed

Cold and I care myself

I wonder every time I cry

How I suffer

How I lie awake

How the answer makes my mind ache

I hear they still sell forgiveness

Ohio, back to the land I know

I tried it, and I never recognize myself

How I suffer

How I lie awake

How the answer makes my mind ache

You hate me because I have things you need

You must not have anything

Every day, every day, every day, every day I crashed you

And I suffer

And I lie awake

And the answer makes my mind ache

Oh, oh, yeah

Oh

Oh, yeah

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