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Sorry sir, i stole your money.
sorry sir, i feel,
but it's so, so twisted,
so unreal.
it was what i'd heard of,
and what i didn't have,
but i cannot give what i do not have,
and i cannot take what i do not have.
i can't take it.
don't stultify.
don't hold me high.
don't stultify.
don't hold me high.
too many things held precious,
too many things held dear;
that's what i hate,
that's what i fear.
too much to ask for
may leave me feeling lonely.
too little leaves me nothing, nothing.
the drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
'it's over, it's over, it's over, it is.'
what do i wish for you, what do i wish?
it's over, it's over, it is.
are we still solemn and bleeding?
are we still swimming to water that was wet?
you can't give away certain things that you get.
from the outside
to the inside
i couldn't tell you how it really was.
there has to be more on one hand,
keep your head above water on the other, the other.
the drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
'it's over, it's over, it's over, it is.'
what do i wish for you, what do i wish?
it's over, it's over, it is.
are we still solemn and bleeding?
are we still swimming to water that was already wet?
i can forgive, but i won't forget.
i'll wish for you,
i'll plead and i'll steal.
hold me precious, hold me dear.
i'll wish for you,
i'll sing and i'll feel.
don't stultify, don't hold me high.
like a gothic staple, a last good-bye,
one way to float is if you die.
and it's over, it's over, it's over.
it's over, it's over, it's over
it's over, it's over.
Lo siento, señor, me robaron su dinero.
lo siento señor, me siento,
pero es tan, tan retorcido,
tan irreal.
que era lo que había oído hablar,
y lo que no tenía,
pero no puedo dar lo que no tenemos,
y no puedo tomar lo que no tengo.
No puedo soportarlo.
no embrutecer.
no me abrazas alta.
no embrutecer.
no me abrazas alta.
demasiadas cosas celebrará precioso,
demasiadas cosas que tenía en gran estima;
Eso es lo que odio,
Eso es lo que temo.
es mucho pedir para
Puede dejar me sentía sola.
demasiado poco me deja nada, nada.
el zumbido de su voz, y la mosca en la pared, dijo:
'Se acabó, se acabó, se acabó, lo es. "
¿qué es lo que deseo para ti, ¿qué es lo que deseo?
se acabó, se acabó, lo es.
son todavía solemne y sangrado?
estamos nadando en agua que estaba mojado?
no se puede regalar ciertas cosas que usted consigue.
desde el exterior
en el interior
yo no podía decirle lo que realmente era.
tiene que haber más de una parte,
mantener la cabeza fuera del agua por el otro, el otro.
la
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Lisa Loeb and Nine Stories
It's Over
It's Over
Sorry sir, i stole your money.
sorry sir, i feel,
but it's so, so twisted,
so unreal.
it was what i'd heard of,
and what i didn't have,
but i cannot give what i do not have,
and i cannot take what i do not have.
i can't take it.
don't stultify.
don't hold me high.
don't stultify.
don't hold me high.
too many things held precious,
too many things held dear;
that's what i hate,
that's what i fear.
too much to ask for
may leave me feeling lonely.
too little leaves me nothing, nothing.
the drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
'it's over, it's over, it's over, it is.'
what do i wish for you, what do i wish?
it's over, it's over, it is.
are we still solemn and bleeding?
are we still swimming to water that was wet?
you can't give away certain things that you get.
from the outside
to the inside
i couldn't tell you how it really was.
there has to be more on one hand,
keep your head above water on the other, the other.
the drone in your voice, and the fly on the wall said,
'it's over, it's over, it's over, it is.'
what do i wish for you, what do i wish?
it's over, it's over, it is.
are we still solemn and bleeding?
are we still swimming to water that was already wet?
i can forgive, but i won't forget.
i'll wish for you,
i'll plead and i'll steal.
hold me precious, hold me dear.
i'll wish for you,
i'll sing and i'll feel.
don't stultify, don't hold me high.
like a gothic staple, a last good-bye,
one way to float is if you die.
and it's over, it's over, it's over.
it's over, it's over, it's over
it's over, it's over.
Lo siento, señor, me robaron su dinero.
lo siento señor, me siento,
pero es tan, tan retorcido,
tan irreal.
que era lo que había oído hablar,
y lo que no tenía,
pero no puedo dar lo que no tenemos,
y no puedo tomar lo que no tengo.
No puedo soportarlo.
no embrutecer.
no me abrazas alta.
no embrutecer.
no me abrazas alta.
demasiadas cosas celebrará precioso,
demasiadas cosas que tenía en gran estima;
Eso es lo que odio,
Eso es lo que temo.
es mucho pedir para
Puede dejar me sentía sola.
demasiado poco me deja nada, nada.
el zumbido de su voz, y la mosca en la pared, dijo:
'Se acabó, se acabó, se acabó, lo es. "
¿qué es lo que deseo para ti, ¿qué es lo que deseo?
se acabó, se acabó, lo es.
son todavía solemne y sangrado?
estamos nadando en agua que estaba mojado?
no se puede regalar ciertas cosas que usted consigue.
desde el exterior
en el interior
yo no podía decirle lo que realmente era.
tiene que haber más de una parte,
mantener la cabeza fuera del agua por el otro, el otro.
la
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