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The Bottle Is Full
The truth hurts, a pain I'm willing to suffer
The wounds of lies can never heal
Your silence hurts even more
Things you want to say I will listen
Things you think are not always true
This I thought you already knew
It's not healthy to keep things inside
The bottle is full, no more room
It's time to smash the glass
At last it’s time to sigh
Time to shout
And to let it all out
Alone you are not even if you think no ones there
People care if you let them in
The door is kept shut bolted and padlocked
Yet still people are looking for the key
Locks that can't be broken with force
But with a gentle push they can open wide
What lies inside they don't know
Maybe they will run and hide
But let's give them the chance to decide
The wounds of lies can never heal
Your silence hurts even more
Things you want to say I will listen
Things you think are not always true
This I thought you already knew
It's not healthy to keep things inside
The bottle is full, no more room
It's time to smash the glass
At last it’s time to sigh
Time to shout
And to let it all out
Alone you are not even if you think no ones there
People care if you let them in
The door is kept shut bolted and padlocked
Yet still people are looking for the key
Locks that can't be broken with force
But with a gentle push they can open wide
What lies inside they don't know
Maybe they will run and hide
But let's give them the chance to decide
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