Conversations Kill
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James McLain
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Over heard a secret told,
And once outside I see the sky.
And all the clouds as they float by,
What I've seen and heard won't cigarettes
Leave a dirty stain,
Upon the soul of one to young too understand!
Conversations kill.
Conversations kill.
Inside your head I hear the movements
Of a clock that's never still but always stops.
Taking what was said inside a book you
Never tried to read.
And all the answers there when questions asked.
Conversations kill.
Conversations kill.
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