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Revised facts retract the truth right back A voice in the dark whispers your name Tickling your torment again and again A sting that is like a loving cursed' bee Angel tell the tale you've always said so well Blues music you bleed through the swaying reeds Smiles you swill in your drink until Last call is called and your heading out the door Ain't sad to say that I was never gonna' stay Was just the way I was built all I can say Out there where roads rocks and rumors Are the only thing I've felt I've ever known Dying to de-mystify this twisted up world Diving at the bottom of every ocean to find that pearl 1 am in an out skirt two dollar church My heart without you dear is a bird less perch So much pain in the twilight reeling midnight All the night we said we loved and it's alright Fear for the future fakes us out viscously Know way to get back so don't act so seriously Help me now pack my bags acquire my wears Play with the time we spent together an' apart I am the shadow behind the door hanging from your window Please my darling when I'm gone try not to forget me
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Jul 5, 2011
Jul 5, 2011 at 11:50 AM UTC
When I'm Gone
Revised facts retract the truth right back A voice in the dark whispers your name Tickling your torment again and again A sting that is like a loving cursed' bee Angel tell the tale you've always said so well Blues music you bleed through the swaying reeds Smiles you swill in your drink until Last call is called and your heading out the door Ain't sad to say that I was never gonna' stay Was just the way I was built all I can say Out there where roads rocks and rumors Are the only thing I've felt I've ever known Dying to de-mystify this twisted up world Diving at the bottom of every ocean to find that pearl 1 am in an out skirt two dollar church My heart without you dear is a bird less perch So much pain in the twilight reeling midnight All the night we said we loved and it's alright Fear for the future fakes us out viscously Know way to get back so don't act so seriously Help me now pack my bags acquire my wears Play with the time we spent together an' apart I am the shadow behind the door hanging from your window Please my darling when I'm gone try not to forget me
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ashby-brown
Jul 5, 2011
Jul 5, 2011 at 11:50 AM UTC
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