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Expression
My guitar sits upon my lap
Freeing me of this emotional trap
This appease, it's ease it comes to me
It speaks for me when I don't feel much like talking
It strums out all the lines of feeling in my body
Be it loneliness, numbing cold or apathy that got me
Dial 0 for me please, and ask the operator
If she could transfer me back to God
So I could ask him about all the tiny details
I missed the first time in that contract clause
It shouldn't be this f***ing hard, I know
To communicate myself to the ones I know
But maybe I missed the memo note
That casual reminder not to provoke
My temptation to dismay, disobey the common norm
A revolution every moment inside the heart of a newborn
You every seen a house of broken glass, fragile, serene
It's hard to blow a fragile element into beautiful figurines
But maybe that chill from the air conditioning gets to me
Sitting here, in my house with a few, by myself, all alone
But it's getting harder and harder just to see
Everything I guess I should've known
I wear a scar that bore repeating to those I love
Sometimes you can keep it all together that day...with just one more hug
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