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I wouldn't know what to say
I'm still waiting for the phone to ring
Every single day

Nothing's ever gonna make you happy when your senses are dulled

a tease
You’re hearing what I say in a whisper through the walls
My conversation hearts with the text dulled
And you don’t know how it started but you don’t

Trenches
Onaeme
Jahs will must be done
Mrie gi no refund
Go ask my niggers about me Am active for the funds
No delay can't be dulled
Am searching for

We’ve been bickering for a while
Have you got time to reconcile
Hardened songs get dulled
When smashed against the skull
So please just smile

We’ve

hand

Dulled
Down
I'm in the fetal tract
Of
Crowds
Another shackled fast

Used test
A comment to the camps
And wow they love the never ending
Stabbing

Exit scene
Closed curtains
Wait
Dulled
Exit scene
Closed curtains
Wait
Dulled

I can see through your body
Tangled wires
First light

And from the heavens, all I got, was a spit in the face

These fangs still bite the same (These fangs still bite) 
Not dulled by honesty (Not dulled by

confusion
But I need you

Nothing has dulled my darling
But I feel that I am weak
Weak for your strength
Oh nothing has dulled my darling
But I feel that I am

I want you to burn, above a sea of green a dulled down sun
To see the mirrored dream that you've become
And when this race is run
You'll see the side

makin' everyone go crazy
Could it be my mind
Has dulled and killed my senses over time

Could it be the moon
That's makin' everything go crazy
Could it be

ott a vénán 
 És te eltűrsz mindent némán 
 Életed alig lüktet 
 De szemed a tévére dülled 
 És benn a kórteremben 
 A szelíd fehér csendben 
 Áthasít

sinners 
Like pebbles, he dulled our souls

We all live by the river 
We all got self-control 
We all were born like sinners 
Like pebbles, he dulled our

beaten up 
And the senses being dulled are mine 
And someone falls in love 
Someone's beaten up 
And the senses being dulled are mine 

This is

Rusholme Ruffians

The Smiths

Meat Is Murder

1985

someone falls in love 
And someone's beaten up 
Someone's beaten up 
And the senses being dulled are mine 
And someone falls in love 
And someone's

Living Color

Jill Sobule

Things Here Are Different

1990

Of living color

Time can now pass through the haze
Memories form more bright
Loving you dulled senses come alive
In living color

In living color now

you were what I need
Your gold dulled my shine
Got yours cause you took mine
Was I worth it this time?

You can't put money on my emotions
My defenses

the places that we used to meet
In your head I'm a refugee
Has all the time since me dulled your memory?
Carving hollow hopes in an oak tree
You're telling him

dulled
I can’t feel you
Stab me in the head
There is nothing I can do
I’m trying to speak but I cannot
Has the anesthesia worn off?
It feels as though I’m

what's dulled is just a moment of this time
And in our breath, our lives
We only understand just the pieces of the parts of it

Was it ever calm?
Only for

through
Dulled my mind and bruised my bones
took no time to fix what's broke
I'm hiding in the basement and
Waiting for the storm to pass

Can you hear me

This is the next chapter we've written
Where characters are dulled and pages are blurred
When did it become so hard to take a step outside
And show who

intentions go unseen
But the sea remains anonymous, no boot marks left by schooner ships to see
When I cross these hills and reach my home
Dulled my pains will

in every way
Steals my new songs
Colors dulled gray
Fog rolls in slowly
Invades my autonomy
In my cloud slowly drifting
My thoughts deprecating
My

what's right in front of you
You'll never alleviate the pain the world has done to you
Though you've never dulled your senses
I know you ignore my