SO MUCH IS THE SAME

It takes a certain kind
Waste a perfect mind
Hiding it inside
Nowhere left to hide

In a time I can't recall
Gave in to it all
I'll explain away
Nothing else to say

With your back against the wall
With your back against the wall

It takes a certain kind of pain
Makes a certain color taste
Starting every day

So much is the same



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Writer(s): Martin Frank
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