| Your words to me just a whisper
Your face is so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear.
Oh-ho
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
So I speak to you in riddles
'Cause my words get in my way.
I smoke the whole thing to my head
And feel it wash away.
'Cause I can't take anymore of this
I wanna come apart,
Or dig myself a little hole
Inside your precious heart.
Oh-ho
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said.
I am nothing more than
a little boy inside
That cries out for attention,
Yet I always try to hide.
'Cause I talk to you like children,
Though I don't know how I feel
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed.
'Cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said. |
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