Six Pence None The Richer - Don't Pass Me By

I am a fruit that you squeeze 

hoping the nectar is sweet 

I am a lump on your wheel 

whose shape you still conceal 

I want to be something to you 

but I feel like nothing 

and I'm desperate to feel you hands 

shaping me constantly 



Chorus 

just don't pass me by 

please don't pass me by 

or else I else I die 

just please don't pass me by 

don't pass me by 

or else I else I'd die 



you put a clench off my fist 

cleaning the mill of the (grids?) 

you run a hand on my back 

that makes my tension slack 

ill always be something to you 

though I feel like nothing 

and I'm desperate to feel you hands 

shaping me constantly 



Chorus 

just don't pass me by 

please don't pass me by 

or else I else I die 

just please don't pass me by 

don't pass me by 

or else I else I'd die 



(instrumental) 

you flow a knife sharp fast and clean 

cutting the cancer clean 

you killed the ghost of ugliness 

floating inside of me 



Chorus 

just don't pass me by 

please don't pass me by 

or else I else I die 

just please don't pass me by 

don't pass me by 

or else I else I'd die















		
			



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