It Dont Ease The Pain
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There ain't no food to ease my pain. A million drinks, they're all the same. I fill the hours, I clear the plate. But something down inside still aches. I chase the night, I greet the dawn. But what I need is already gone. And every cure I try and vain just teaches me the shape of pain. It don't ease the pain. It don't cool the flame. Ain't no bread, no wine, no midnight rain gonna wash this hurt away. It don't ease the pain. No matter what I chase. Till I turn and face what's hiding there. It don't ease the pain. I pour my heart in music, but the songs don't heal the hurt. They only shine a little light on the truth beneath the dirt. Maybe that's the doorway. Maybe that's where I start. Laying down these substitutes and listening to my heart. It don't ease the pain. It don't cool the flame. Ain't no bread, no wine, no midnight rain gonna wash this hurt away. It don't ease the pain. No matter what I chase. Till I turn and face what's hiding there. It don't ease the pain. It don't ease the pain.
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