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There's no peace, little comfort No one's shoulder Minor inklings of the time that made you colder I'm not saying much I tried hard, that's all I do Tried and waited then got tired That's about it With my time With my time Got away this time Why should I have time to answer? Several shades of why I can't go back, it's faster Don't expect it 'cause the ending's a disaster Nothing, nothing, nothing man A little laughter With my time With my time Gone at it the wrong way Thought I'd find out but I missed it If I make it through I'll run and stop the twistin' Way I steered us off I'll lose it just to give in Hell may not dwell on the dead How about the living? With my time With my time
Writer(s): Joseph Donald Mascis Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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