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Eraser Man Strikes Again

Contributed by Butterat_Zool on Friday, 25th July 2003 @ 12:12:51 AM in AEST
Topic: SongLyrics

Why must I cry? Oh!
Why must I lie to myself,
To myself, boy, I lie to myself.
Why must it feel like
I’ve lost all control
Over what’s right and holy,
What stains my soul. Oh!

The lines on my hands say
I’ve been through a lot.
I’ve been through a lot.
Lord, been through a lot.
My spaced-out blank stare
Says I’ve seen awful things.
I’ve seen awful things.
Lord, seen awful things.

So then why does it feel
Like I’ve lied to myself?
I’ve cried to myself.
I’ve died to myself?
Why does it feel like
I’ve become unneeded?
I’ve been defeated?
I’ve been deleted…
Already.
Already.

I’m just a lonely twenty year old boy.
I’m just a lonely twenty year old boy.

Why must I see
All the bad things I’ve seen?
All the sad things I’ve seen?
All the mad things I’ve seen?
Why am I so ***** up?
So sucked up off the streets
By leeches and let downs.
Lobotomy kings!

The sun’s in my eyes,
But I can’t ever blink,
And I can’t ever think straight.
I’ve been through a lot.
She died in my arms
And I can’t even blink,
Lord can’t even think straight.
I’ve done awful things.

So then why does it feel
Like I’ve lied to myself?
I’ve cried to myself.
I’ve died to myself?
Why does it feel like
I’ve become unneeded?
I’ve been defeated?
I’ve been deleted…
Already.
Already.

I’m just a lonely twenty year old boy.
I’m just a lonely twenty year old boy.
I’m just a lonely twenty year old boy.
I’m just a lonely twenty year old boy.

Copyright Â© Butterat_Zool ... [ 2003-07-25 00:12:51]
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Re: Eraser Man Strikes Again (User Rating: 1 )
by Ilhar on Friday, 25th July 2003 @ 05:38:07 AM AEST
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well written

Shari

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