In my own time
I'm trying to reach out
I know I'll get there soon
There's a hole in the earth here
And we're walking around the edges
You were flaunting all your open wounds
I can't express them better than you
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You have buried childish qualities
Friend, make sense of me, friend, make sense of me
I have many destructive qualities
Friend, make sense of me, friend, make sense of me
It's like and old rhyme
Your father's a liar
While my father's lying
Down in a hole in the earth there
And I'm scared I'll forget him
I'm still haunted by those open wounds
I won't express them truly to you
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I have so much hurt inside me
Friend, make sense of me, friend, make sense of me
I have so much hurt inside me
Friend, make sense of me, friend, make sense of me