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Somehow
(Cheng / Bazan / Crosby / Perrone / Polifka)
I don't wanna talk about it now. Just go away and leave me here.
It'll work itself out somehow. I can tell its gonna be a long night.
Ain't the first time we've been here. Somehow hoping that we just might.
Make it through the day. Think that you'd know better by now.
As we make our way facing the stormy weather. Ohh I just can't wash away my fear.
Won't someone give me shelter. Ohh tell me how many years.
Until we waste forever. Somehow life doesn't seem so fair.
Maybe then it's just me. Ain't it funny how we choose not to care.
I can tell its gonna be a long day. Never ending when you feel this way.
I just wonder if somehow …
Oh somehow, when the time is right. Things just might get better, somehow.
No but not tonight - I don't know if ever. Wanna be somebody else.
Lookin' in from the outside .Won't somebody please help me.
Goin' down for the last time … You don't wanna talk about it now.
Just let it go it'll work itself out. If you say it will, somehow.
Never thought it would end this way. Taking everything and leave me here.
Just holding on to nothing. And I don't want anything, just that you let me be.
And I won't take anything, not that it ever seemed to be.
Mine anyway - only forgotten scenes . so I'll slowly fade away.
Will you remember me somehow. Will you remember me somehow.
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Two Miles South
(Bazan / Crosby / Perrone / Polifka)
Said its all a mess, not me
You need some time to think, to find yourself
And you might be leaving for a while
Still it seems that nothing changes, stays the same
Until you lose yourself
One more step, two more miles
And so it all begins and ends
Sometimes you think you never really knew yourself
And sometimes it seems you may be right
But when it all comes down it takes the little life
You've kept inside yourself
And if you go, it just might
But you won't be here
No you won't be anywhere that I can feel you
No you won't be here
Said its all a mess, not me
You need some time to think about yourself
And two miles south you let it all go
Still it seems that nothing changes, stays the same
Until you find yourself
And when you do I'm sure you'll know, you'll know
No you won't be here ….
No you won't be here ….
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