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Trapped in your mind, the swirling thoughts of dreams and woes surround your every aspiration and whim.
It consumes your attention, and plagues your thoughts, leaving you stranded... alone.
Only the subtle glow from the radio and it's lucid tones, hold you on the edge of reality.
It is here we laugh and cry, relate and hate all at the drop of a solitary note.
Someone seems to relate to us and hears our pleas.

Save us all...
We are trapped with music in our minds.




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Trapped with Music in my Mind...


Sunday, May 16, 2004

Week: Sunday, May 9th, 2004 - Saturday, May 15th, 2004

Too Late
by No Doubt

I just want to take you away from everyone
And keep you stashed under my pillow
And then I'd take you out simply for my own pleasure
And hold you and the occasion's special then
I'd put you on like a diamond
So I can sparkle and be the envy of my friends
I'd probably hold the leash that I'd have you on
So you can't stray and follow me around all day

It's too late now
I don't think it can fade
It's too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze

Compulsion has stained me, I'm nervously cradling
My young love, without no limits love
Like a butterfly cupped in my hands I peek in
To see beauty trapped confined it flutters
Then it leaves behind colorful dust
To remind me of the special times we spent
But of course it has to leave my clutch
But enough's never enough to make a dent

It's too late now
I don't think it can fade
It's too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze

And in time it will end
And there is enough for two of us
But right now I give in

It's too late now
I don't think it can fade
It's too real now
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the...
Fulfillment just adds fuel to the blaze

It's too late, it's too late...
It's too late, too late...
Aaah


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