Groovy swing, with a hint a pop.
C. Lee Simmonds
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what just happened
you were doing so well
all hope is lost again
by your own will
why is it always this way
I can’t seem to pull you
down
into the new high I found
within an open mind
to see the end before it begins
...it keeps me running away from you!
that crooked grin and dirty smile are all I can see
when I try to recall all that I had once called we
habitually selfish and evil
an empty cheap thrill
I leave you to your devices
so just take those pills
now
into the new high I found
within an open mind
to see the end before it begins
...it keeps me running away from you!
the whining and dining with you!
...it keeps me running away from you!
the dealing and stealing from me!
...it keeps me running away from you!
the lying and crying to everyone!
...it keeps me running away from you!
the faking and taking of me!
...it keeps me running away from you!
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