For Only
(Kathleen Hanna)
an image from a long long time ago
is haunting me, it plays itself with
picture perfect clarity
a certain walk a certain talk
-forever twenty-three-
for only me to see
I watch it like a movie
the details so consume me
whats real will surface when its gone
(and then its gone)
by now youve heard the news
what is there left to do
I watch it like a movie
the details so consume me
whats real will surface when its gone
(and then its gone)
your face looks so familiar
unwashed and quite peculiar
no I cant say that I recall
I guess its gone
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