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Victim of My Mind

Friday’s, a good day For leaving, I guess I’ve passed on 20 promises That I promised I’d keep for myself First the rains came Then the thunder I’m not sure I’ll, beat this storm If I fade away to nothing I can’t say I wasn’t warned I’m a victim of my mind.... Or so it seems My past keeps on reflecting back On all my long lost dreams I may not see tomorrow And I’m not sure, how I will find The answers that elude me I’m a victim of my mind I’m a victim of my mind A soul awaiting fire The kind of man who understands I’ve given into desire So don’t miss my loss I’ve loved you And your heart will mend in time I’m a man who loved, but I fell because I’m a victim of my mind The sorrow is strong and I’ve waited Hoping I’d get a sign Why’s it feel like a crime, how’s a man become blind I’m a victim of my mind I’m a man who once loved but I fell all because I’m a victim of my mind

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