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Catch Up To My Heart In A Hearse
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May 2012 Always another choice and not a first,
heart hurts for sure, must be cursed,
try to look and say it could be worse,
on the day i die my body and soul will catch up to my heart in a hearse,
if you're missing me better keep it to yourself,
barely heard your voice this month and you're even worse for my health,
our love lasted about as long as the success of the Big Pelf,
cause i love everyone but myself,
too late now i lost all feeling,
cause i'm not the type to be dealing,
with a love that pushes through my ceiling,
or hold onto the rod when it's reeling,
holding on but the days are dragging on,
still stuck on the same ten songs,
must stop myself before it again lasts too long,
and again i realize to myself i am gone.
