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Sad Exchange |
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Finger Eleven |
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Quietly thinking to myself
Sharing half our mind instead of none
The shakings just begun
The pleasantries are gone,
This sad exchange pleased neither one of us
So we finally gave up
The meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
this living torture, living torture
No talking When I want you to Listen
No talking cos it's Living torture, Living torture
Don’t know why, don’t know why, we can’t stand aside
There are all too many faces, we dont see right
If I had known back then
Whatever I know now
I'd think I’d have answers but I don’t know why
So we finally gave up
The Meanings tend to give out
The Time was gone to act out
But Here I am and I’m still living
No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I’m trying to say to you
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
What it sounds It Sounds like
Both of us know
What it sounds like in my mind
Now both of us know
Now both of us know
No talking when I want you to listen
No Talking cos it's Living Torture, Living Torture
No talking when I want you to listen
Don't tell me what I’m trying to say to you
Quietly thinking to myself
This sad exchange pleased neither on of us
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