Trouble me
Trouble me,
Shake the quiet from my soul…
They say ignorance is bliss,
Why this is, I’ll never know
What good does it do,
to put dreams in my head,
when you leave nothing
but glass in my bed …

Trouble me,
Shake the quiet from my soul…
They say ignorance is bliss,
Why this is, I’ll never know
What good does it do,
to put dreams in my head,
when you leave nothing
but glass in my bed …
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