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Sometime Soon
Watching the world turn. Watching it spin. Oh baby where do i begin. Another night without sleep. It my conscious getting to me. I like to say sorry but i just don't know how. I would if i could, but i know what it would mean. Bringing back my demons. In the living fresh. A nightmare of my own mess. I confess it has been difficult. But still we must march are separate ways. We are each others enemy. Cause to much pain, to ride together in a personal airplane. Provide the evidence that your through. And maybe i ll write you. I have a box of letters in my head, waiting for that day. And i pray its not to soon. Some would call me a loon and maybe their right. But regardless this soul can never be locked up tight. No drugs can cure, watch me as i take wings and soar.
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Ace Of Black Hearts
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