| if i could be anything at all. |
| i’d be an angel spread my wings and fly away
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| but im stuck here on the ground so ill see you around
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| youll hear me piss and moan and complain.
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| if i could be anything at all. |
| i’d be an angel spread my wings and fly away
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| but im stuck here on the ground so ill see you around
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| youll hear me piss and moan and complain.
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| I coulda guessed the day would come that you would consider me scum
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| the day is here all the signs were there
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| and id always prayed that you would stay but instead you walked away
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| the feelings gone the pain dwells on long days long nights the feelings just not right
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| i picked up a pen and pad and i start to write
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| thinking about our last fight. |
| it was a cold and rainy night
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| I coulda guessed the day would come that you would consider me scum
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| the day is here all the signs were there
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| and id always prayed that you would stay but instead you walked away
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| the thrill is gone the pain dwells on on and on I coulda guessed the day would come that you would consider me scum
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| the day is here all the signs were there
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| and id always prayed that you would stay but instead you walked away
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| the thrill is gone the pain dwells on on and on the pain dwells on and on |