Heartache On 4th Street
How can I live my life
Always standing in front of a knife
So I'll get on the night train
And I'll go to Spain
I'll leave this kingdom, this life, and this shame
So there won't be any more pain
And so there won't be any one to blame.
Copyright © Blake Holland | Year Posted 2016
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