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I stare out the window trying to make up my mind The clock keeps ticking, nothing can stop father time I know your coming thru that door ready to fight ********* I'm tired of trying to see who's wrong or right I feel like a rat in a cage It's so **** frustrating i am filled with rage The church bells ring, the dark settles in I walk to other room to look to see what's in the bin You don't come home you don't pick up the phone Did something happen or did you just decide to roam I pick up the phone to see what is next You interrupt my call with another boring text
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Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
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I stare out the window trying to make up my mind The clock keeps ticking, nothing can stop father time I know your coming thru that door ready to fight ********* I'm tired of trying to see who's wrong or right I feel like a rat in a cage It's so **** frustrating i am filled with rage The church bells ring, the dark settles in I walk to other room to look to see what's in the bin You don't come home you don't pick up the phone Did something happen or did you just decide to roam I pick up the phone to see what is next You interrupt my call with another boring text
dan-c
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Nov 26, 2013
Nov 26, 2013 at 12:12 AM UTC
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