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Oliver Hart The Many Faces Of Oliver Hart

matter how much you think it means, it's just one side My depth is only as shallow as time and space is This is just one of my many eternally changing

Traducció: Eyedea i habilitats. Les moltes cares d'Oliver Hart.

better off never caring what I say (never caring what I say) [Chorus: Eyedea] I been a lot of places and I've seen a lot of faces I don't miss none of

pave an agnostic a place to lay in decay in toxic waste So most every identity paraphernalia to familiarize with smiles neatly painted on a robotic face

am lost cause I'm my own tour guide And if I ever talk to myself I'll probably tell lies So for now I sit in this disfigured toadstool Showing the face

[Verse 1] Sometimes it's best to give up the fight All that really matters is I know that I'm right I can't be following anyone else's ideal path of

I just want a send a special, special thank you today Anyone who donated a little of something in the collection can God won't forget you Now this next

I could vividly recall my mood the day that art was murdered The wind blew a thin layer of dust on my garden bird Everything you knew was sideways and