If I wrote the most beautiful song in the world I really doubt that you'd care, because you don't care about much of anything. Anything I do is nothing that concerns you. You never even noticed when...

Now the room is spinning in my bed.
I'm spread too far.

I'm such a sad sad boy. A part I'm forced to take for lack of joy caused by this cruel cruel world. I'm a smoke-fueled addicts. Stressed and panicked whirlwind of emotion now. We fight 'cause we still knock each other out.

Now I'm lying alone in my bed.
I'm spread too far.

This tremendous desolation. Deep depression disposition kissed me when I clean the kitchen.
Kissed me when I cleaned the kitchen.

We're spread too far...far too spread.
Spread too far...far too spread.


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Knockout song meanings
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