listening to this grudge acoustic version...
14 years 30 minutes 15 seconds I've held this grudge
11 songs 4 full journals, thoughts of punishment I've expended

...i sing with her. i think of all those years. well, not 14 but 4. anyway, it's much for a 17-year-old.
not in contact not a letter such communication telepathic
you've been vilified, used as fodder, you deserve a piece of every record
he deserves... well, not a piece of every record (since i have no records) but a piece of every word that i've written for him.
but who's it hurting now?
Who's the one that's stuck?
Who's it torturing now, with an antique knot in her stomach
answer me!!!!! WHO'S IT HURTING NOW??? WHO'S THE ONE THAT'S STUCK??? don't tell me, please, no!!! i know the answer, i know it.
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that's grown old
All this time i've not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgive for the both of us
i want, i want... i must but i can't. i can't... all i can is just forgiving for the both of us.
Like an abandoned house dusty-covered furniture still intact
If I visit it now, do I simply re-live it somehow gratuitous

But who's still aching now?
Who's tired of her own voice?
Who's it weighing down with no gift from time of said healing
sing, Byurie, sing. maybe it'll make you feel much better...
I want to be big and let go of this grudge that's grown old
All this time i've not known how to rest this bygone
I want to be soft and resolved clean of slate and released
I want to forgive for the both of us