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Life

Is this what you call life?
Why then the wretched demise?
The notes flow off the speakers 
Calling upon all the love seekers
Are there dolphins in the river?
She asks as those lips quiver 
No honey, you’re just high 
Not again, she sighs 
One more puff 
It’s never that tough 
But what comes after 
Baby, that’s too rough 
My head is full of thoughts of him 
No, darling, that’s nothing but a sin 
Gazing at the smoke cloud 
Those fears are just as loud 
Finally, we’ll be free
In the darkness of the sea 
 

◄ Middle of the Night

Dad Mom ►

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