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Texty: Dredg. The Pariah, the Parrot, the Delusion. Information.

You're suffering, feel your pain
Allow me to be your sponge
'Cause I can absorb your sorrows
I'm the one

Fire may rain down on you but I'll be your water
Waves may crash on you but I'll be your land
'Cause I want to give you just a temporary bliss

Just a little bit, just a little bit
A little more information
To add to my confusion, to add to the frustration
I don't need it

So shed your pain, well, I'll sit in silence
As you bleed your deepest feelings here
Quakes may rattle you but I'll be your sky
Winds may twist around you but I'll be your clouds

Just a little bit, just a little bit
A little more information
To add to my confusion, to add to the frustration
I don't need it, no, I don't need it

He woke up next to her, his head against her head
His hand upon her breast, he knew today meant death
He kissed her on the cheek and then on her lips
Thought to himself, "It's the last time I'll do this"

Put on a suit, pressed and clean
Then brushed his hair, grabbed his keys
Then he headed out to the morning air
With an anticipation no man could bear

The air was heavy, he could feel it in his lungs
With every step he took
A prayer rolled off his tongue

They were prayers of forgiveness
And prayers of praise
And his actions a gift for a god without a name

Just a little bit, just a little bit
A little more information
To add to my confusion, to add to the frustration
I don't need it, no, I don't need it