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The Dreaded Esqualax
Pulling teeth nearly swallowed Pinched a nerve Squashed a knee Scratched my tongue at the bottom of my throat Common sense is not in me So why the long faces and sad songs and woeful regrets? Just sit and suffer Lost my lunch in the freefall I taste my own blood mixed with cream cheese My timing slows as the rocks loom in close A splash of cold signs I fail So why the long faces and sad songs and woeful regrets? Just sit and suffer And see you react Hats off to the ones who don't fold So I'll see you again I bet you've never felt so cold Then you'll act like a friend It's nice until the end Why do they all use the same words to try to comfort me? What's wrong? Visitors only seen once before What is their motivation here? You seem so far away, even though you're right here Can you see the end in sight? No need to feel alone, Just go out and make a new home Its common sense you'll find From Letras Mania