Why Is There Nothing Left? (HS) Songtext
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Silly sullen silent self
In the midst of confusion.
My purpose on the bottom shelf,
my expression though an illusion.
Even more so than thee
Do I hate this curse.
Which causes me to hide
Everything I must converse.
Worse yet, I feel
Is my mask less face
In the midst of confusion.
My purpose on the bottom shelf,
my expression though an illusion.
Even more so than thee
Do I hate this curse.
Which causes me to hide
Everything I must converse.
Worse yet, I feel
Is my mask less face
which tries hard to conceal
all I feel and chase.
Something must be
wrong with my mind.
Searching all through me
Nothing there I find.
A baby to complain.
A quitter to accept.
Yet hard to explain
Why there is nothing left.
all I feel and chase.
Something must be
wrong with my mind.
Searching all through me
Nothing there I find.
A baby to complain.
A quitter to accept.
Yet hard to explain
Why there is nothing left.
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