Only

Listening to: The Cranberries
Feeling: hip
Only I'm becoming less to find as days go by Fading away Well you might say I'm loosing focus Kind adrifting into the abstract in terms of how I see myself Sometimes I think I can see right through myself [x3] Less concerned about fitting into the world Your world that is Because it doesn't really matter (no it doesn't really matter anymore) None of this really matters anymore Yes I'm alone but then again I always was As far back as I can tell I think maybe it's because you never were really real to begin with I just made you up to hurt myself [x6] And it worked. Yes it did! [Chorus] There is no you There is only me There is no you There is only me There is no fucking you There is only me There is no fucking you There is only me Only [x3] The tiniest little dot caught my eye and it turned out to be scab and I had this funny feeling Like I just knew it was something bad I just couldn't leave it alone, picking at that scab Was a doorway trying to seal itself shut But I climbed through Now I am somehwere I am not supposed to be, and I can see things I knew I really Shouldn't see And now I know why (yea now I know why) Things aren't as pretty On the inside [Chorus]
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