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You make it easy. You make it easy.. You make it easy.. You make it easy.. You make it easy.. Silence is here, writing down, all the words that spin around. Chasing a name, or a place, yet another chance to waste. Changing the past, one to ask, tell me what are you to me? We're filling our minds, with designs, still we wake up all alone. You make it easy.. You make it easy.. You make it easy.. You make it easy.. Choose to be seen, to believe, when you know it makes no sense. You're living a lie, getting by, slowly building your defense. And all of the times, and the nights, was it all just...
More..Colum O Brien
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