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A Case Of The Reds

from Sour Guy by Sour Guy

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My cell phone rang. I read the name.
Later today. Put it away.

Not another knock off of that romance they faked on the tv. Not another set of emotions with default programing. Maybe I'm elite. It's a biological facade, and those in love look up at my feet.

I used to hope I'd find another, but it always ended up the same.
I'd rather stay content than risk playing the game.

Relight your flame. Break through the pain.
I know you're scabbed up but the scabs got to thick. The outside looks fine but inside you're sick.
You've turned yourself into a nut case trapped inside a shell.
Stop hiding away from these intense emotions it's time you leave behind your black and white hell.
Try for the high and forget that you fell.

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from Sour Guy, released July 11, 2012

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