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Hard to think that life could ever be forgiving,
when I've lost the urge to stay among the living,
i fake a smile to lie about winning,
how many Hail Mary's add up to all my sinning?
kiss me and remember the next day,
we slept together cuddled close pondering a replay,
not a pond or a river, brother left the Great Lakes,
leaving me alone to make and deal with my own mistakes,
when my heart aches it barely beats for one,
which is why i jump around just trying to have some fun,
now i'm done with the acts i'm trying to find my place,
cause i don't feel comfortable looking at my own face,
must have misplaced my past with a girl who might,
blow with all her might but the slight breeze could never fright,
it's delightful to even know that you'd try,
got something keeping me coming back reaching for the last fry.