June
August 2010
and she said mama, it's a hard life now you're gone mama, it's so hard to carry on and I feel I'm a fool who lost it all you used to make it all so very clear
Why do you look at me when you hate me Why should I look at you when you make me hate you tooAnd when you stare don't you think I feel it But I'm gonna deal it back to you in spadesI got a thought tha
Struggle after struggle, year after year The atmosphere's a fine blend of ice I'm almost stone cold dead in a town called malice
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