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BACK THEN


BACK THEN

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FROM DAY TO DAY

IT CREEPS IN

LIKE A STORM

THE WINDS POUND

MY BRAIN WITH

HEADACHES THAT SEND

ME TO MY KNEES

THEN THE RAIN POURS

OVER MY MEMORY

SO MUCH

IT FLOODS

THROUGH OUT

WASHING ANYTHING

I REMEMBER AWAY

THEN THE DEVISTATION

IS LEFT

HERE I GO AGAIN

PAIN SHOOTS

THOUGH OUT

MAKES EVERYTHING

HARD TO DO

THEN IT STARTS

OVER AGAIN

TELL ME WHY?


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