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Jul 2013
I gotta pick myself up, get away from here
Get away from the demons from all these years
gotta enjoy myself, get away from my fears
Gotta be smiling from ear to ear

Let’s bounce from my home, to the park and get ******
From my feet, to my dome, good times in my bones
Call my dude, get an oz,
Now I’m blowing thick smoke
Memories, fade away, after every single ****

She’s gone from my life, end this year long strife
She’s gone for the night, take a chance, roll the dice
But still, she lingers, somewhere in my mind
Another party every night, I’m sure to forget her this time

Take a chance, and run with me, to a land that’s far away
We can dance out, by the sea, till the break of the day
Now it’s just I, and as for you I cannott say
I don’t care anymore, I never mattered anyway

I picked up the pieces, now I’m heading for the setting sun
Maybe I’ll find some Jesus, maybe I was born to run
I’ll look to find the answers, that may well never come
I could find my piece of Heaven, then my journey is done
Ronnie James Corbin
Written by
Ronnie James Corbin  Dayton, Ohio
(Dayton, Ohio)   
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