Pocky Boy Songtext
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Pocky Boy Songtext
She says that there are voices in her head
She talks to them but she knows they are dead
There was a time when she could tell
The difference between dream and life
But now she stands so quietly
Wishing she could leave us be
She said there are voices in her head
She talks to them but she know they are dead
Once upon a time she dreamed that
She could feel her thoughts again
Instead she looks into the night, talking to the ones who left her
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I stand up quietly (there was a time I sit)
I stand up quietly (there was a time I sit)
I stand up quietly (there was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
(There was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
She said there are voices in her head
She talks to them but she knows they are dead
There was a time when she could tell
The difference between dream and life
Now she stands so quietly
Wishing she could leave us be
She talks to them but she knows they are dead
There was a time when she could tell
The difference between dream and life
But now she stands so quietly
Wishing she could leave us be
She said there are voices in her head
She talks to them but she know they are dead
Once upon a time she dreamed that
She could feel her thoughts again
Instead she looks into the night, talking to the ones who left her
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
Quietly, quietly die (there was a time)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I sit now quietly (there was a time I sit)
I stand up quietly (there was a time I sit)
I stand up quietly (there was a time I sit)
I stand up quietly (there was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
Quietly, quietly die
(There was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
(There was a time I sit-)
(There was a time I sit)
She said there are voices in her head
She talks to them but she knows they are dead
There was a time when she could tell
The difference between dream and life
Now she stands so quietly
Wishing she could leave us be
Writer(s): Natasha Yelin Chang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com