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ON THE OUTSIDE |
| I stood close enough to hear you say, "Do as the beautiful ones do." Tore up my pictures from it's frame, I just wanted to be one of you. I'm standing on the outside, looking in, funny how you see the truth, but the feeling does come back,to you. She's crazy as anyone can be, that's what they say, they say of me, that wanting love, can make one do, It isn't my fault, heredity. I'm standing on the outside, looking, looking. State of grace, state of sin. I'm standing on the outside, looking, looking, Cannot feel a single thing, but the feeling does come back, again. This morning feels like yesterday, yesterday follows me around, where do you go when no-one ground cares, six-feet under-, underground, I'm standing on the outside, looking, looking. State of grace, state of sin. I'm standing on the outside, looking, looking, Cannot feel a single thing, but the feeling will come back, again. Again... |