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The Best of Spinning

I can hear your voice, so clearly in my head, words like bells ringing once again, and sitting still I spin Madness lies, cold and lonely, in my bed, in my head, waiting for the sun to rise on jaded, hazy eyes Remembered cries, remembered lies, it's no surprise that forever fell short again Another empty night spent looking for old friends in darkened bottles' bottom ends Whoever knew? life can be so hollow I guess it's true, nothing comes close to me and you Even though, I don't know which way I want to go, just wait around, I'm certain I'll come back to you again
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Written by
zak-edwards
American
Published
Apr 10, 2012
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29·107
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this is just a rough draft, it definitely needs something more, I'm just not sure what yet. constructive criticism is always appreciated!

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