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Nothing Much At All

 

Nothing Much At All


Do you recall the word you said to me
The one you could not wait to hear from me
You called yourself the poet to my face
And the minute that you said it
You turned into nothing much at all
Whoa, yeah

When the who's, the what's and why's and where's
Your psyche come face-down and hit me full up-front
And you chase away the praise
You called yourself the rebel to my face
And the minute that you said it,
You turned into nothing much at all
Yeah

Do you recall the word you said to me
The one you could not wait to hear from me
You called yourself the beauty to my face
And the minute that you said it
You turned into nothing much at all

And the minute that you said it
You turned into nothing much at all
The minute that you said it
You turned into nothing much at all

The minute that you said it
You turned into nothing much at all
The minute that you said it
You turned into nothing much at all

hecho

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