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Blind

QUARRELLING AND QUIVERING

COMING OUT AND COMING IN

PRETENDING THAT I KNEW YOU ONCE

A CONVERSATION EVERY MONTH

 

MARRIAGES AND MELANCHOLY

STEEPLES, SEX AND WINE SO HOLY

HORRID LINES DRAWN IN THE DEEP

YOU FOLLOW VISIONS WHILE YOU SLEEP

 

THIS COULD SEND ME SPITEFUL

THIS COULD TURN ME KIND

YOU WON'T GUILT ME INTO NOTHING

I'LL PRETEND I'M BLIND, BLIND

I'LL PRETEND I'M BLIND

 

BATTLING AND BOTTLING

ALL THAT THIS FRUSTRATION BRINGS

EVERYTHING I SAID YOU'D HOLD

IS ALL THAT'S EMPTY IN YOUR SOUL

 

RIDDLING AND RAMBLING

ALL YOU SAY IS NOT WHAT IT SEEMS

AND I'M SUPPOSED TO KNOW YOU BEST

YOU MAKE ME FEEL I KNOW YOU LESS

 

THIS COULD SEND ME SPITEFUL

THIS COULD TURN ME KIND

YOU WON'T GUILT ME INTO NOTHING

I'LL PRETEND I'M BLIND, BLIND

I'LL PRETEND I'M BLIND

 

THIS COULD SEND ME SPITEFUL

THIS COULD TURN ME KIND

YOU WON'T GUILT ME INTO NOTHING

I'LL PRETEND I'M BLIND, BLIND

I'LL PRETEND I'M BLIND

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