May 2015
I lifted you from your grave.
Then you got out, shook my hand, then threw me in.
Then you signed the stone,
"Gone and Forgotten"
Funny how someone can hate you for caring.
Then you got out, shook my hand, then threw me in.
Then you signed the stone,
"Gone and Forgotten"
Funny how someone can hate you for caring.
(New Orleans)
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