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Crash Test Dummies I Don T Care That You Don T Mind

us or them A song is a thing That you you write and you sing When you're layin' and cryin' away And the dozen or so That I wrote long ago Don't sound

you might think So let him spin his web in peace He catches creepy crawly things I never fall asleep at night I never get the chance My thoughts won't

I sit waitin', empty, confused What could I have done To make you feel this way? What could I have said To make you walk away? If only I could know,

me be like someone else With something else to see Deep inside this dream again And searching for the tracks Sitting by that window then, Where now you can't

Cause that's the kinda king I am I shoot 'em up, I shoot 'em down I shoot the lost, I shoot the found And if there's someone I can't find Well, then

to the grass that's out there blowin' Look at that tractor just there sittin' It's my name that the bottle's callin' Listen to the goddamn song I'm singin

my mind The man I never was The sweet thing that's not mine I drink to you and toast your name A name that I don't know I think of you and see a face

I get up every mornin' I'm mean to everyone But you just you ignore me You seem think it's fun And I need to get away And you need to get away from me

the sort that minds." "That's good to hear," I said "Because I think you'll find that I don't care that you don't mind." I said, "I'm lightin' up.