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It's been such a long time It seems like, my whole life time It's been a long time since everything was alright And the sun shined bright   Hell !! No one ringing my bells Not under anyone's spell Hotel after hotel Oh well !! So many different girls Fake blonds and died brunettes Bad girls You know the kind, that would never ware pearls   Even some guys along the way Please do not tell Now do you understand my hell Those **** pills Waking up in landfills I have changed my ways Waking up in a ****** hotel His picture was staring at me It was meant to be As I stared back at  him I ask, where have you been I have been asking for you, for a long time I am at my end I am worn thin I started looking within He promised me better days I promised him I would change my ways He whispered in my ear, " I am hear to stay" The very next day No more ****** hotels No more pills No more waking up in landfills No more bad girls Only the one's that ware pearls That picture of our lord Pulled me out of my LIVING HELL
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
Living Hell
It's been such a long time It seems like, my whole life time It's been a long time since everything was alright And the sun shined bright   Hell !! No one ringing my bells Not under anyone's spell Hotel after hotel Oh well !! So many different girls Fake blonds and died brunettes Bad girls You know the kind, that would never ware pearls   Even some guys along the way Please do not tell Now do you understand my hell Those **** pills Waking up in landfills I have changed my ways Waking up in a ****** hotel His picture was staring at me It was meant to be As I stared back at  him I ask, where have you been I have been asking for you, for a long time I am at my end I am worn thin I started looking within He promised me better days I promised him I would change my ways He whispered in my ear, " I am hear to stay" The very next day No more ****** hotels No more pills No more waking up in landfills No more bad girls Only the one's that ware pearls That picture of our lord Pulled me out of my LIVING HELL
There has been so many brighter days By me changing my bad ways Thanks to that picture of our Lord Him staring at me And me staring back at him
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Jun 11, 2016
Jun 11, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
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