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sounds of a minor,
ringing in my ear,

sing me a song,
thats ever so clear,

lifes a box of chocolates,
and some roses are red

i will look into your eyes
and tell u everything u ever said

was it impotant, or in a voice that was irreleveny maybe
or maybe im not makin no sense, its what u want it to be

u talk in cirles,
u and your double twisted meanings

but ur love had me like a crack addict
wanting more and couldnt stop feaning

we separated, none of our needs met,
hadnt even seen it coming, not now not yet.

so now im wide open, trying to c postive and not wrong,
sounds of a minor,
ringing in my ear,

play me a song.