iamthemorning - the simple story lyrics

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Never mind the blood on your hands

Never mind all the silent cries

Never mind the Earth spinning round and round

Never mind your lies and truth

You cry is not what you call for

You cry for what happened before

You cry

You cry

Never mind the blood on your hands

Never mind all the silent cries

Although your hands are rather small

You have all the sad endings

I’m spinning round and round and round again

I’m starting over and over and over and over again

I’m spinning round and round and round again

I’m starting over and over and over and over again

You cry is not what you call for

You cry for what happened before

You cry

You cry

You cry again