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This is where you walk in And tell me how I've been There's no milk left to spill Just another headache pill Shaving in a broken mirror Bathing in a shower of splinters Your touch is like the cold burn of winter And I should feel better Should be better made And I should feel better Should be better made This is where you walk out A cradle for my doubt Your kingdom for my pain My overcoat for the rain Take the highs and feel the lows Find the space between the row Pleasure for an empty soul And I should feel better Should be better made And I should feel better Letras de cancionesShould be better made This is where I am from This is where I belong This is where I am from From Letras Mania