little earthquakes

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And I hate and I hate and I hate
And I hate disintegration
Watching us wither
Black winged roses that safely changed their color

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I can't reach you
I can't reach you
Give me life
Give me pain
Give me myself again
Oh these little earthquakes
Here we go again
These little earthquakes
Doesn't take much to rip us into pieces

tori amos