Sixpence None The Richer

Sixpence None The Richer - An Apology lyrics

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hurled into the air and when the
smoke had cleared i saw you lying there i
used my words like bullets in a gun to pick
your ego off like skeet flung in the gallery of
fools

too many words come from my mouth i wish
would remain unsaid oh i've had to eat them
all and now again I must confess

it was a silly thing to say to you it was a silly
thing to say to you i know

we know
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Author: Matt Slocum

Composer: ?

Publisher: Compendia Media Group

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Released in: 1993

Language: English

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