A song about "The Void" in peoples lives.
Oiler/Wythe
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fiogf49gjkf0d THE VOID
Day seven lost in a state of mind
Crossed the border left myself behind
Dream catcher’s robbed me blind
You can’t loose what you can’t find
Day eleven can’t get out of bed
Flies buzzing all around my head
Every word some looser said
Some days it pays to wake up dead
Nothing makes you scream like the way I get annoyed
Every brand new dream takes the place of one destroyed
To fill the void, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Day twenty can’t find you anywhere
Fell asleep tucked in your favorite chair
Can’t breathe this mountain air
What ever happened to your empty stare
Keep thinking don’t have far to go
Every second takes a day to know
You make my confusion glow
I miss your black tie lipstick show
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