You can spend minutes, hours, days, weeks or even months over-analyzing a situation; trying to put the pieces together, justifying what could've, would've happened - or you can just leave the pieces on the flor and MOVE THE FUCK ON.

14.4.10

I can't get my head around you.

I fall in the river of you
You've managed to bring me down too
All you're faking, shows you're aching
Lettin' you inside, isn't right, don't mess with me
I never really know what's really going on inside you I can't get my head around you

Deep inside your soul there's a hole you don't wanna see
Covering it up like a cut with the likes of me
You know I've really tried, I can't do anymore about you
I'll never know what's really going on inside you

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