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| Blindside Miscellaneous My Mother's Only Son Talks about it all the time It's a sickness he says So sure all the time He hates it And I honestly believe him So sure all the time Maybe the one who screams the most Screams about himself Fed up of giving up Clean cup please drink up He sees it's eating him up It's the price he pays But it's not even worth a dime So scared that people may find out He is what he hates So scared all the time This is his naked inside Piece by piece he's trying to build a ladder For him to fall from Every time he climbs He condemns their actions So that no one will suspect That he's the victim for his own crime This is his darkness In which he will stand This is his naked inside Alone in a desert land And I'm a coward Shut my eyes and concentrate On my shell, on soap and shower Oh God how I want to tell the world But I hesitate So why don't I have the guts to tell you he's me? |
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