From the 2020 album It All Started In The Garden
Recorded written and all instruments performed by Dick Aven
Mixed and mastered by Brian Hardin
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Once I thought it it was always in my head
Once I killed it it lived underneath my bed
I could sense it when I held my breath
Without it being said
It wanted me dead
I was told but I was never told the truth
She don’t know it but your mama’s lying too
And your dad is always trying to protect your mom and you
What else can they do? For you
What else can they do?
It's that moment your imagination chain reaction shakes you beyond reason
Oh you cling to your old life as if you really have no clue at all
No clue at all
From now on I won’t be talking any shiit
Call me fed up count how many bucks I give.
Reaper lookin’ pointy fingered opportunists take your cue
What else can I do? For you
What else can I do?
No clue at all
No clue at all
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