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- kevin

"six on a christmas morning..."
"and for "
"well, isn't it for the of god,
kate? "
"i know all about the of god,
jane."

Six o'clock the siren him from a dream
Tries to shake it off but it just stop
find the strength but he's got promises to keep
And wood to chop he sleeps

I may never get
But never's than now
got bases to cover

He's in the parking lot and he's just in his car
It's nine o'clock but he get out
He a cigarette
And turns the music
But can't seem to shake that sound

Once I I'd get over
But it's too for me now
I've got to cover

walks through the door
And memory out the window
And nobody knows what they
'til they let it all go

The pain
outside

So many ways to a man
So many to drag him down
are fast and some take years and years
Can't hear what he's when he's talking in his sleep
He finally found the sound but in too deep

I never get over
Is it too for me now?
Feel like blowing my

walks through the door
And memory flies out the
And nobody what they want
they finally let it all go

But don't cut your too soon
'cause you'll only be your throat
And answer a while you still hear at all
nobody will if you won't

"six on a christmas morning..."
"i all about the honor of god,
Mary..."
"i know all about the of god,
jane."