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All the Pain in All the Wide World Lyrics
Dim light in the room
Makes one look younger
Neon lies
We sit and we drink
We pretend that we're something that we're not
Jumble human bones with water running
Water running over them, unknown
Almost sounding lovely
Trickle under grate outside
Jumble human bones with water running
Water running over them, unknown
Almost sounding lovely
Trickle under grate outside
We sit, we drink, we play
(Missing)
No-one listens
Can't you hear me talking and talking
And I'm not getting through
You're talking and talking
And talking and talking
But I'm not listening
I'm only talking
You miss the point
You're just not listening
No-one listens
Can't you hear me talking and talking
And I'm not getting through
You're talking and talking
And talking and talking
But I'm not listening
I'm only talking
You miss the point
You're just not listening
All the pain in
All the wide world
Couldn't fill even a fraction
Of the South Pole-Aitken basin
But it all fits in shadow pocket
Like a knife before it
Sticks in neck
Potential under icy moon
Scream then silence in the gloom
Scream then silence
Splattered room
That was then, this was soon
But you're too busy talking
And I wasn't even listening
Hand in shadow pocket
Pulse is quickening
Makes one look younger
Neon lies
We pretend that we're something that we're not
Water running over them, unknown
Almost sounding lovely
Trickle under grate outside
Water running over them, unknown
Almost sounding lovely
Trickle under grate outside
Can't you hear me talking and talking
And I'm not getting through
You're talking and talking
And talking and talking
But I'm not listening
I'm only talking
You miss the point
You're just not listening
No-one listens
Can't you hear me talking and talking
And I'm not getting through
You're talking and talking
And talking and talking
But I'm not listening
I'm only talking
You miss the point
You're just not listening
All the wide world
Couldn't fill even a fraction
Of the South Pole-Aitken basin
But it all fits in shadow pocket
Like a knife before it
Sticks in neck
Scream then silence in the gloom
Scream then silence
Splattered room
That was then, this was soon
But you're too busy talking
And I wasn't even listening
Hand in shadow pocket
Pulse is quickening
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