Just like the fisherman
out on a lake
Don't let keeping the fish
be your mistake
battle for joy
Lick the fin
but when you have won
thrown them back in
And in the end
She won't be hurt
There will be no blood
on your shirt
She'll go on again
and get hooked on the line
get thrown back in
and be someones find
Jan 21, 2014
Jan 21, 2014 at 6:13 PM UTC
Just like the fisherman
out on a lake
Don't let keeping the fish
be your mistake
battle for joy
Lick the fin
but when you have won
thrown them back in
And in the end
She won't be hurt
There will be no blood
on your shirt
She'll go on again
and get hooked on the line
get thrown back in
and be someones find
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