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Gray, quiet and tired and mean Picking at a worried seam I try to make you mad at me over the phone Red eyes and fire and signs I''m taken by a nursery rhyme I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home No amount of coffee No amount of cryi
Artist:The Weepies Song:Somebody loved Rain turns the sand into mud Wind turns the trees into bone Stars turning high up above You turn me into somebody loved Nights when the heat had gone out We danced together alone Cold turned our breath into clou
Citywide rodeo you set on the stage Where all the clowns will go when they feel their age I know that you think you're not good for anything The world makes you feel so small To Get on your wooden horse This is a ride not a fight No need to save face
Don't know why you do the things you do do do Holding it together with some glue glue glue Your favorite color isn't red it's blue blue blue No one knows a red red rose So you never get the things you need need need Where it's hurt you cover up with