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A world I just can't believeGot this guitar, these cigarettes, and this mayhem. Right upstairs, is a world I just can't believe. It's like a TV, a window on the world, and I can see a world I just can't believe. Anymore, anymore.... And it's kinda' rough, it's kinda tough, when you look outside, from inside, and realize, that both sides.......... are world's you just can't believe, anymore. Anymore. What if exception, could be worse then rejection. And convention, just doesn't apply. And the echo, of these thoughts I conceive, Leave me with a world I just can't believe. And it's kinda' rough, it's kinda tough, when you look outside, from inside, and both sides, are a world I just can't believe, anymore. Anymore. And the distance, between you and I, it's so short so long, so pie in the sky. It's like this guitar, with all the strings gone, I can cover the distance, but no one else hears the song. CHORUS
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copyright 2008 David D. Vande Velde