"You don't have to shout to be heard/Who said dark is deep?/You'd rather flip the bird/I'd rather show you signs of peace/Love ain't a dyin' art/As far as I can see/Oh, sentimental me./
Fist up in the air/Mine used to be up there/You only give yourself away/Paint your roses black and blue/Use the fuck word I can too/When I have nothing else to say."
Meredith Brooks-- Now that's more like it.
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