Staind - Epiphany

Your words to me just a whisper

Your face is so unclear

I try to pay attention

Your words just disappear


'Cause it's always raining in my head

Forget all the things I should have said

So I speak to you in riddles

'Cause my words get in my way

I smoke the whole thing to my head

And feel it wash away

'Cause i can't take anymore of this

I want to come apart

And dig myself a little hole

I am nothing more than

A little boy inside

That cries out for attention

Yet I always try to hide

'Cause I talk to you like children

Though I don't know how I feel

But I know I'll do the right thing

If the right thing is revealed

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