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Sixpence None The Richer
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An Apology
questions flew and words were hurled into the air and when the smoke had cleared i saw you lying there i used my words like bullets in a gun to pick your ego off like skeet flung in the gallery of fools
too many words come from my mouth i wish would remain unsaid oh i've had to eat them all and now i must confess
it was a silly thing to say to you it was a silly thing to say to you i know
we know
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