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Mar 2014
I didn't have much to say
When I called you up the other day
I just wanted to see how you were
And maybe try and understand the way
You feel today

I am sure you're on the road
With a full car load
Electricity bursting from your fingertips
Chasing the music that once flowed
We're all thankful for what you showed

I know you're not used to being beat
It's not as easy now standing on your own two feet
You breezed through life
But now something inside of you must eat
On the phone I hear defeat

I thought about all the time we missed
About the last time my venom hissed
I was thinking about how everyone is dying
And maybe it's time you start that bucket list
Just don't do it with a clinched fist

I look at myself and all I see is you
I know you know the same is true
Being too proud got you nowhere
But don't let it ****, you can't be through
This isn't fair, this type of mean brew

I am going to miss you when you're gone
You've been a light brighter than the sun
You did it to yourself over the years
Or maybe this is actually something won
It's the end of the show, and it must go on
Shades On Inside
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