works best read as Tom Waits... really slow and stylishly growling...
Insense and senseless tongues...
and it takes you
forever to find out
what you have to do
to get out
and it breaks you
down into pieces of self
little pieces of self
without those tiny little lies
the ones that make you you
but I'm not going crazy
I'm not telling you stories
I think you need to hear
not trying to get by
on a infectious note
'cause it breaks me
and it ails me
when I see you so down
so incredibly low
yea it takes me
down to a darkly lit low
tearing my eyes into glimmering self
when I see you... and when I hear you
cry your sweetest dreams away
and I try my very best
and I try my very worst
to let you see... to explain, you see?
what you really mean to me
you're the one
the onliest one
the saddest one
always smiling
come follow me down the road
I'll try to show you where to go
to find out where you are
wherever you've been
and where you always never tried
to fit in
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