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( Music by B. Stevenson) |
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You were depressed, you were really messed up |
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You know I understand |
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But why did you not talk to me |
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Why didn't you help me prepare for the nightmare |
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You took a vacation into oblivion |
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You were so low and |
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I felt like |
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I didn't know you |
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Christmas vacation you took a vacation from me |
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Once it ended, |
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I mended myself |
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But it keeps falling back down off the shelves in my head |
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A twinge of pain now, a shudder of disgust |
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As I shield my eyes from my own memory |
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I knew all about your plans |
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I really did understand |
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But you didn't let me know |
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I wasn't invited to go |
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Christmas vacation you took a vacation from me |
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I watched in desperation as you stumbled before my eyes |
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She needs beer, she doesn't need me, |
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I finally realized |
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My anger and pain in all your fun, you couldn't recpgnize |
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I stopped caring long before you started to cry |
