"words" genre: Folk Punk
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	you know, i don't really know what kind of music this is. it's your call.
	CD: A Progression of Sorts Credits: recorded by Michael Wynne @ Studio Time Productions, Atlanta GA. copyright 2001 matthew smith
	Story Behind the Song this song is basically about those situations that you get yourself into where you're constantly saying things that you just shouldn't say. in this case, those comments were aimed at an ex. Lyrics Words are falling from my tongue Words are a whisper from my lungs Why can’t I not say what I need to say When we are face to face In my disgrace I am whole In my silence I am told That my words aren’t wanted anymore And my breath isn’t warm like before Listen to me breathe These things I say are real Annoying? I know Life has caught up with my mind Life has snuck up from behind To catch me off-guard in my home Away from everything I know These thoughts erase All pure thoughts erase I will now erase my words from this page Listen to me breathe These things I know are real Distracting? I know Words are dripping wet with ink Words are endless inside me I thought I wanted to say all this But I took my shot – I missed Listen to me breathe These things I need are real Pointless – I know These thoughts erase All pure thoughts erase And I will now erase my words from this page

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