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- Composer:
- Matt Slocum
 
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Six Pence None The Richer - Bleeding lyrics
Deep inside the darkest night
 Is drinking in the light
 From pinholes pricked
 Holy needles knicked
 In a canopy of white
 I'm alone, I'm alone and I'm beating my soul
 To make it bleed a drop of hope
 Then I'll drink it up in a golden cup
 And let it grow inside
 And I fear that you've gone away
 But you must be somewhere nearSix Pence None The Richer - Bleeding - http://motolyrics.com/six-pence-none-the-richer/bleeding-lyrics.html
 The fire fades, so the deepest shades
 Slowly trickle down the wall
 In a room I hide, will I come outside
 And have some kind of fall
 All my words, all my words
 They have lost all their worth
 Nothing's good enough for anyone
 And the look on my face
 Leaves a subtle trace of the change
 That is to come









