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Weak And Mean
i can't pretend that this sounds good to me
don't listen to me
i get weak and mean
on the inside, on the inside, we can meet
never know what you feel, i could only guess
just as easily, i could go forget
no longer when
do i torture you like you do me
on the outside, on the outside, i can grieve
on the outside
never know what you feel
i can only guess
just as easily, i can go forget
no longer when
the finest point to you
don't pin this on me, i'm not at my best
on the inside, on the inside, we can meet on the inside
no longer way
on the inside
no longer way
From Letras Mania