The Talk
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My head splits and my eating aches
A tightening, clinched teeth and face
With eyes closed I count for days and days
Waiting is worry until you think
Sometimes it's best to bite through your tongue
To not say the words we never want
My skin heats and I drip cold ice
A listener shaking silent pleads
Sometimes it's best to plug your ears and hum
To not hear the words we never want
You said you needed to hang up the line
Before you said things to ruin
You said you needed some time alone
To sift the right words through
Sometimes it's best to bite through your tongue
To not say the words we never want
Sometimes it's best to plug your ears and hum
To not hear the words we never want
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