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Candlebox - Become (To Tell)
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I'll get so close to you I'll let you down my friend You see it in this face And hear it in these words And I begin to know, and I begin to feel, Everything I've wanted And I become a man through you You find out my needs, this separation, Push away everything and anyone connected, To you needs and to your life and to your ties I'll push it all away, I said it's all right there for you now Hey I said it's all right there for you to tell I'll let you down my friend, I'll turn my back to you I never meant to leave you, never meant to leave your room You began alone, and you've begun again, all I wanted for you I become alive through you, Can you feel this constant resurrection of needs, I'm sorry for those things I meant to help you, and I meant to fill you, And I'll always let you down, And I'll always put you out, I'll push it all away, I said it's all right here for you now Hey I said it's all right there for you to tell Thought to feel it in your life Thought to take your time to grow I was sent to be here, left to hurt you, This time it's sad, you've gone Hey I said it's all right there for you now Hey I said it's all right there for you too Hey I said it's all right there for you now Thought to feel it in your life Thought to take your time to grow
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