So you take out your hurt
And you massage it gently
To make sure it’s all still there
Then you pack it away
And store it in a box
For safekeeping until the next time
The dark night of the soul
Comes calling for your tears
So you take out your hurt
And you massage it gently
To make sure it’s all still there
Then you pack it away
And store it in a box
For safekeeping until the next time
The dark night of the soul
Comes calling for your tears
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