Top Songs By Michael James Wheeler
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Michael James Wheeler
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Michael James Wheeler
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Three confessions in the rain
While the cats cry out ahead of the evening train
Is it wild or deranged
To be loving a whole lot of nothing again?
Well these lights got me reeling
In the black moon I believe in
But I got no soul and I got no mind
To be the suspicious kind
And the sun won't take me
I got no choice
To be the one the devil employs
Is a victim what you proclaim?
Can you wash that hurt
Through the cracks of your name?
Isn't childish to blame
The poison ivy lining these veins
Nor the adamant creator of Cain
Well this old ditch where I've been breathing's
Got enough dirt on me
I should be begging and pleading
But I got no soul and I got no mind
To be the suspicious kind
And the sun won't take me
I got no choice
To be the one the devil employs
I got no soul and I got no mind
To be the suspicious kind
And the sun won't take me
I got no choice
To be the one the devil employs
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