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I’m at the house getting paid,

Not going to work today,

Two days, now,

My heart is locked,

Eyes on me,

Playing games,

Two days, now,

Am the same.

 

Again, relating to the tellings of a movie,

Again, no one to relate to – tell it in a movie,

In my heart, in my chest, I beat songs,

In my head, I sound different than this.

 

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

 

As I’ve aged,

As I’ve died, I’ve understood.

I once complained,

I once gave into what you said,

Now, you’re gone,

But I am still here.

Now, you’re gone,

But you left,

I cry for you.

 

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry.

Dan Jones

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