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Dead Nerves

It gets you in the eyes when you roll out of bed The colors all gone because the nerves are all dead It doesn't care where you've hidden your gun All it feels is your shame, and for him this is fun Did you ever stop to think? Or did you forget? That our time spent together Is worth more to regret? Do you ever sit and wonder what you could have been? Did you ever sit, wait and Watch what could be born of such sin?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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