Epiphany (Staind)

Your words to me just a whisper
Your face is so unclear
I try to pay attention
Your words just disappear

'cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said

So I speak to you in riddles
'cause my words get in my way.
I smoke the whole thing to my head
And feel it wash away
'cause I can't take anymore of this,
I want to come apart,
Or dig myself a little hole
Inside your precious heart

'cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said

I am nothing more than
A little boy inside
That cries out for attention,
Yet I always try to hide
'cause I talk to you like children,
Though I don't know how I feel
But I know I'll do the right thing
If the right thing is revealed

'cause it's always raining in my head
Forget all the things I should have said 

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