Now he’s got the girl
And I’ve got the pain
He’s got the honey
And I’ve got the rain
He gets kisses
While I get insane
But I got the music
Running round in my brain
Pain inspired to compose
Black and Decker prose
A rose is a rose
But ends in woes
Her voice is gone
Let my heart sing
Of the days of spring
She was everything
Now absence from me
I must drown in the sea
Let the wave cover my agony
My agony
When I rise again
From the depths
From the precepts
I must accept
My all alone steps
And it doesn’t matter
That I shatter the quiet
With a musical riot
Cause deep down inside
I just don’t buy it
Cause he’s got the girl
And I’ve got the pain
He’s got the honey
And I’ve got the rain…
2007-08-09
17:27:28
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