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What is life but a test of love A test that im sure to fail For every decision I have to make Leaves someone alone and pale Pale like your skin the hospital room Where i selfishly choose to stay To weak to take the leap and be with you But not strong enough to get away And now you circle the great big unknown And on the inside im still by the stretcher Replaying our promises over in my head Of how we would always be together. And I chase these blue pills with a sip of guilt And walk around our memories alone. Grasping tight to the thought of you Hoping to bring you back home.
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Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
you've got a mean, green, faulty spleen
What is life but a test of love A test that im sure to fail For every decision I have to make Leaves someone alone and pale Pale like your skin the hospital room Where i selfishly choose to stay To weak to take the leap and be with you But not strong enough to get away And now you circle the great big unknown And on the inside im still by the stretcher Replaying our promises over in my head Of how we would always be together. And I chase these blue pills with a sip of guilt And walk around our memories alone. Grasping tight to the thought of you Hoping to bring you back home.
brandi-clark
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Cincinnati, Ohio
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 11:41 PM UTC
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