Letra y Significado de HURT PRONE, Graham Coxon

Every time i see you i got that feeling that i've seen you before
and each time i try to talk to you i just get the feeling that i'm being a bore
and i'm sitting down with my hands on my head
and all i'm thinking about is a shadow falling over my mind
and i feel if i get to talk to you
like something's gotta... like the suns gotta shine

It's always been so difficult to talk to you in my small dark place
and everything i feel so strange about keeps on changing its shape
one day i might open my eyes and decide that i am dead
until that day i'll just try and dream of you inside my head
You were soiled
you are now
i want you
to feel real blue
All my life i'm beginning to feel like
i'm running to where nothing really exists
and i... write a thought of mine on my t-shirt instead
i feel like a child, i put pen to paper and i'm beginning to cry
and all you can do is absorb my tears when i do not say bye bye
You're so good
you are mine
i'm so bad
when i don't shine
You're so fine out of time
you're so cruel to this fool
i wanna talk but all is blocked and i just don't know every what to say
and every night i'm dreaming, dreaming


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