Real Folk Blues
what's left to say?
save it for another day
tell me some other way
than this
i don't like when you attack
everything i do behind my back
you're going to regret
this pain you've caused me
should faith spring from within?
or maybe without?
deliverance is on your lips
my remorse for days gone by
falling short of the feeling i got running
into a wall of insecurities
brick by brick
liar by liar
we remove ourselves from conflict
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