The New York Times

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The New York Times (2004 Digital Remaster) - Everclear

It makes no sense to me

I was living in a different world

When I heard the news

I keep on having the same bad dream

And it makes me want to hurt all the people

Who have done this thing you

When I see your face

I see you smile

Read all about you in New York times

When I see your eyes

I can see your life

When I think about what happened

It just makes me crazy

This makes no sense to me

This eye for an eye thing

It has gone too far

I don't know anyone who doesn't hurt inside

I would like to believe we can learn from this

And maybe someday we can

Make things right

I want to believe in this world

I want to believe in this life

I want to believe in a world

That does not seem real

When you read between the lines

See your face

I can see you smile

I read all about you in the New York time

When I see your eyes

I can see your life

When I read the words about you

It just makes me crazy

I want to believe in this world

I want to believe in this life

I want to believe in a world

That does not seem real

When you read between the lines

Got to read between the lines

Get to read between the lines

I really want to believe

I can make things right

I want to believe I can learn

How to feel all right inside

I wantto believe I can learn

How to make things right

I wantto believe in this world

I wantto believe in this life

I wantto believe in a world

That does not seem real

When you read the New York times

I see your face

I can see your smile

Read all about you in New Work times

I can see your eyes

I can see your life

When I think about what happened

It just makes me crazy

When I close my eyes you seem so alive

When I think about you

I want to believe we can make things right

I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe in this world

I want to believe in this life

I want to believe in a world

That does not what seem real

When I read the New York times

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