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ALL I can do Step away! Devil, leave my family alone! It hurts all over As I await my lover's hand The father frowns upon his frets Mother's mouth is full of messes Malicious mistakes, lies like to lie ALL people are suspicious ALL people lack faith ALL men are men Money is always the goal It's ALL a game And ALL the devil does Is stir the stuff up in his pot I sit here in my black dress Shivering from the grey and rainy day I have to get ready For ALL the bitter children That long for me to be gone I have nothing to pull out of my bag tonight I'm a lost one myself Who aches ALL over Who wants the sunset Who wants this day to be gone ALL and ALL And yes, I am still here trying to live Live through it ALL

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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