Mallard Smoke

(álbum: Suitcase: Failed Experiments And Trashed Aircraft - 2000)

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I ask you
To talk to me
You talk with her
It's hard to see

It's hard to think
It's hard to breathe
It's hard to guess
Again I'm with you

You talked your best
I'm talking too
You'll always talk
Now we are through

I was gonna spend
My life with you
What am I'm gonna be
Now we are through

I ask you
To talk to me
You talk with her
It's hard to see

It's hard to think
It's hard to breathe
It's hard to guess
Again I'm with you

You talk to me
I talk to you
We always talk
Now we are through

I walk away
Outta my way
Why can't you see
I'm still in pain

'Cause I'm so sick of you
I'm so sick of the city
Tired of paying my dues
I'm so sick of you

I'm so sick of the stars
You are mallard smoke
Yeah
I'm so sick of the stars
Yeah