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Lyrics: Alisha's Attic. Other. 5 Big Letters.


Pride is the most hurting thing
Of all the five big letters
A wasting thing, a weakness
Nasty sometimes, I'm spitting five big letters
Razor blades, turning your blood blue
Everybody wants to say the right words
Everybody wants a postcard from no hurt
Who's to say we hurt each other anyway?

It's just that this is not always a dream
Five misleading bad letters
A ticket to somewhere
I find sometimes violent

Oh, everybody wants to say the right words
Everybody wants a postcard from no hurt
Who's to say we hurt each other anyway?
No hurt, who's to say we hurt each other anyway?

Everybody wants to say the right words
Everybody wants a postcard from no hurt
Who's to say we hurt each other anyway?

Sorry is the hardest word
Of all the five big letters
And desperately I try never to say
Alisha's Attic