Sent To A Sentence In Your Own Head
Time Takes Them Out And Fiddles
Your Never Gona' Mend With No Thread
So Much Lipstick Yet No Mary Jane
Who Can Tell As Time Dwindles
One Small Fact That Brings Me Home Again
Seems Like A Fit But Pieces Are Hid
Such Shite You Must Have Turned To Good
Who'd Care For Broken Cars
This Isn't Anger, It's Afters Mis-Understood
One Song My Mind Fails To Clear Doubt
People Show Me Old Scars
Springsteen Fleeted Once In And Once Out
Who Can Argue When I Never Did
CK
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