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Tekster: Feeder. Picture Of Perfect Youth. Forgiven.

Shoot holes in me
Then you watch, as I bleed
Sticks, sticks and stones
Break my bones, as I speak

Leave me to burn, as I melt
In my pain
Watch as I drown
In the tears we have made

'Cause we've got to forgive
We've got to forget
Things are changing at last
I hope for the best

But I don't understand
I'm just a man
I'm still trying to see

Love, love is hate
Can't separate how it is
Deep in a grave
Can't pretend when it's real

'Cause we've got to forgive
We've got to forget
Things are changing at last
I hope for the best

But I don't understand
I'm just a man
I'm still trying to see

See a way, move away, see a way
Will I ever be saved for this?
Will I ever be clean?

Shoot holes in me
Then you watch, as I bleed
Sticks, sticks and stones
Break my bones, as I speak

'Cause we've got to forgive
We've got to forget
Things are changing at last
I wish for the best

But I don't understand
I'm just a man
I'm still trying to see

'Cause we've got to forgive
We've got to forget
Things are changing at last
I wish for the best

But I don't understand
I'm just a man
I'm still trying to see

'Cause we've got to forgive
We've got to forget