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I'M Hearing Voices-Rewinding Memories
It's 4am in the morning And I just rolled out of bed Burdened by memories, that you've brought to my dreams That still live on, inside of my head Now I'm searching for a pen and some paper To help ease this pain that's inside Was my hell your intent, I thought you were Heaven sent But my truth, was replaced by your lies I'm hearing voices but how can that be Cause no lips have they just passed My mind keeps rewinding, these memories I just wonder how long will they last The voices keep repeating her goodbye I wish they'd replace the teardrops instead I'm finding out now, how a man lives in hell Even though, he's not even dead Sometimes I think that these feelings Are meant for me to hold Cause how else could I write, about what's inside And turn my feelings, into pure country gold I'm hearing voices but how can that be Cause no lips have they just passed My mind keeps rewinding, my memories I just wonder, how long will they last Now its 6am in the morning And works just a short time away As I sit writing verses, about my life's curses She wins again, affecting my days As a writer it seems I pull nightshift Waking up with words to write down These emotional feelings, keep my eyes to the ceiling And her memory, in my lost and found I'm hearing voices but how can that be Rewound are the words of my past Her memories stay with me, and her love is the one thing In this life, I long to get back I hear her voice, but how can that be.....
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