الكلمات الأصلية
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Sometimes quiet and wrong for being so
So quiet the lips grow shut
While the floor boards of the stomach are growing dust
I don’t want to talk
Sometimes I want to stop
Somewhere pushing and pulling the air
I’m struggling downhill like an angry bear
To cancel the meeting
Because we already know what were doing
I already know what I’m doing
I don’t have a system for that
Could you be a little softer a little kinder
Maybe if I have a glass of water
Maybe if I spoke a little louder
Are you with me or are you sitting on your hands?
I know you know, no need to be accessing the damage
(Nobody knows how hard you are trying)
