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Old, Old, Old

from Old, Old, Old by Toehider

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Sick of thinking about sex.

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Tryin' to lead me up on that mountain, something's
Telling me I shouldn't go up there.
Calling like a siren song, sweet and soothing
but cautioning me to beware....

Why would I be thinking that something's up there?
Really wish I knew what I'd conquer
Try to put it off with some form of distraction
But it leads me to further despair.
Pacing up the hallways, mumbling under my breath
Wishing I could tear it from myself
Last time I was up on that mountain, all I hoped was on the other side, wasn't.
And feeling dirty and ashamed, scratched up like the awful thing had conquered me
I wish that I could even stop thinking bout it
Or even have a spell from its calling
I start to see a side that ain't worth exploring
Start to see that side in me...

Staring in the mirror, wish I saw something else
Reflecting something greater than myself...

Kinda wished that I was more brave and focused..
Kinda hoped it wasn't so easy
Kinda start to thinkin' I'll climb that mountain, if only just to see what I could see...

Sitting at the table with my hands in my face
Wishing I could tear it all away

YOU CAN'T TELL ME, ITS ALL BEEN TOLD
SUCH A SACRED GIFT TO HOLD
COZ THE WHOLE THING IS GETTING OLD,OLD,OLD

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from Old, Old, Old, released July 12, 2009

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