| Well, I know I miss more than hit
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| With a face that was launched to sink
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| And I seldom feel the bright relief
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| It’s been the worst day since yesterday
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| If there’s one thing I have said
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| It’s that the dreams I once had now lay in bed
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| As the four winds blow my wits through the door
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| It’s been the worst day since yesterday
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| Falling down to you, sweet ground
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| Where the flowers they bloom, well, it’s there I’ll be found
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| Hurry back to me, my wild colleen
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| It’s been the worst day since yesterday
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| Though these wounds have seen no wars
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| Except for the scars I have ignored
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| And this endless crutch, well, it’s never enough
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| It’s been the worst day since yesterday
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| Hell says hello, well, it’s time I should go
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| To pastures green that I’ve yet to see
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| Hurry back to me, my wild colleen
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| It’s been the worst day since yesterday
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| It’s been the worst day since yesterday |