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2004-12-28 - 1:12 a.m.

Excess Baggage by Staind

Well I know the words, but I can�t really speak them
To you

And I hide all the pain that I�ve gained with my wisdom
From you

And I�m eaten alive, by what I hold inside
All the things that I live with I can�t easily hide
And I�m left here with nothing, nothing to live for
But you

It�s not easy to hide
All this damage inside
I�ll carry you with me
Until I�m not alive

When you look at my face, does it seem just as ugly?
To you?

I can�t seem to erase all the scars I have lived with
From you

I�m so sick of this place
This taste in my mouth
Cause of you I can�t figure what I�m all about
And I�m left here with nothing, nothing to live for
But you

It�s not easy to hide
All this damage inside
I�ll carry you with me
�til I�m not alive

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