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Never knew how bad bad could be
Never knew I was so angry
Always thought I had one pretty side
Saw how ugly I got when I let it slide
And took you for a ride
‘Cuz it’s a mad, mad, mad, mad little world
And I’m a sad, sad, sad, sad little girl
Sad Little Girl
Sad Little Girl
And you know that it's true
I’m just like you
I’m just like you
Is it too late to say I’m sorry?
Too late to apologize?
I tried once, you wouldn’t let me
Wouldn’t look me in the eye
‘Cuz its a mad, mad, mad, mad little world
And I’m a sad, sad, sad, scared little girl
Sad Little Girl
Sad Little Girl
Sad Little Girl
And you know that it's true
I’m just like you
Sad Little Girl
Can’t you see through me?
Sad Little Girl
Can’t you see through me?
Sad Little Girl
Can’t you see through me?
Sad Little Girl
Can’t you see through me?
Can’t you see through me?
Can’t you see through me?
Can’t you see through ME?
I’m so opaque
I’m so opaque
Sad Little Girl
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Destroy You
03:22
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My fine old friend
“Good to see you again,” he said
Have a seat in my heart
And blow my mind again
My comforting companion
All the solace I can imagine
Why do you cling to
Things that destroyed you?
It’s a mystery
You’re a mystery
Commence to pick things apart
Deconstructive Art, I guess
Piece by piece
Keep those I like the best
The rest I’ve had to swallow
To ensure I’ll have tomorrow
So, why do I cling to
Things that destroyed you?
It’s a mystery
My mystery
Time will heal the way
Time will heal the way
Time will heal the way
OOoohhhhhooooooohhhhhhh
B-b-bye
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Cat Scratch
03:07
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Cat scratch
Bitch black
I wonder
Am I evil?
I’ll stare at you
From across the room
I’m yer #1 fan
I’m in love with your band
My good intentions
Are in the wrong direction
With you standing there
Cat scratch
Bitch black
I fumble
Drop things without seeing
Did I do it
To myself
Or did i
Do it to you?
My one obsession
Was to molest him
So I fell apart
Cat scratch
Bitch black
I ponder
The logic of your meaning
We are fluid
I do melt
No wonder I am bleeding
My one concession
Is that I learned my lesson
From that cold, dead stare
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Mister L.A.
01:52
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not having you by my side to
laugh and play with is
building up a well inside
big enough to find some fish and
i just think it ain’t fair
fate's gonna deal me a
hand to do no bidding with
and you and I will never be, well
i just wanna make some sense
of what my life was meant for and
i won’t let you burn both ends
of my candle
you don’t need her anyways
all she does is bring you down, but
you won’t want me on your back
always hanging around, yeah
you’ll be needing a bit more time
to settle your thoughts but
i can’t fight this battle
it’s already been fought, well
i just wanna make some sense
of what my life was meant for, but
i won’t let you burn both ends
of my candle, yeah
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5. |
Where Are You Going?
03:41
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Obligations
To relations
Steps we’ve taken, yeah
Compensation
Through revelations
Time we’ve spent, yeah
What’s it for?
What’s it mean?
What will it bring to me?
Where ya goin’ and where ya been?
Where will you be in the end?
You get so caught up in hopelessness
And a concrete life
Never seeing all that’s passed you by
You get so caught in the rapture of
Fast paced living
You’re looking away from all the gifts you’ve been given
Well, what’s it for?
What’s it mean?
What will it bring to me?
Where ya goin’ and where ya been?
Where will you be in the end?
You get so caught up in hopelessness
And a concrete life
Never seeing all that’s passed you by
You get so caught in the rapture of
Fast paced living
You’re looking away from all the gifts you’ve been given
Infatuation
With copulation
I got my deviations, yeah
I’ve got some
Stagnation in relation
To my growth
What’s it for?
What’s it mean?
What will it bring to me?
Where ya goin’ and where ya been?
Where will you be in the end?
You get so caught up in hopelessness
And a concrete life
Never seeing all that’s passed you by
You get so caught in the rapture of
Fast paced living
You’re looking away from all the gifts you’ve been given
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Sunday Nights
02:39
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Saw and wanted to know you
From the very first time
And as the story grew longer
Knew I could never make you mine
On this lonely Sunday night
Could you give me good reason?
Make it all seem worthwhile?
To do what I shouldn’t
Allow myself no denial
On this lonely Sunday night
On this angry Sunday night
Oh, you never would
Oh, I never could
Keep this hushed up inside me
But I wear it on my sleeve
And if you tell me something different
I’d never believe
On this lonely Sunday night
On this angry Sunday night
Oh, you never would
Oh, I never could
Sour
For a reason
Oh we never should. No. No. No. No.
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Caryn Culp Chicago, Illinois
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