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Charlotte Sometimes - Hurt The Good Charlotte Sometimes - Hurt The Good |
| I dreamed I once said,
"Seems like a distant curse."
And while I heard these words,
I took a number off the shelf,
It don't matter much,
'Cause every time I saw myself,
It hurt to touch.
My body bleeds all day
What do they do?
They hurt the good
They hurt the truth
The fool for the cause
Seems like jaded truth.
I'm running out of time, I know.
All I do is why
My body bleeds all day
What do they do?
They hurt the good
They hurt the truth
They burn the only bridge in me |
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