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Powderfinger - Sink Low

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It sure is quiet around here the phone never rings anymore

So I'll wallow in silence and nail my soul to the floor

'Cause I'm angry and jealous and sick and tired of untruth

And I'm lonely my pride is bruised



My wheels sink low - loves candle burns slow



If I spread my wings will I ever leave the ground

All of these painful scenes that drag me down



My wheels turn slow - loves candle burns low

Now my eyes are dressed in rags

To hide the scars from what I've seen

And my fall form grace could it be a lesson to you

And if I trade my place would it make it better for you