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8-24-16

It took you so damn long

To get out of my head

I thought it was my fault

All the lies that you fed

I sat there drinking it down

I should have left you instead

I gotta find my way out

Gotta get out of the red, outta the red

It took me so damn long

To make peace with the dead

Didn’t know I was strong

All the blood I have shed

Under the light of the moon

Where the shadows will tread

It cannot come too soon

Gotta get out of the red, out of the red

 

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