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Easy
03:56
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Hand on my cheek
A gun to my back
The wheels fell off
And we’d lost track
A nod in the mirror
A questioning eye
Now we pass in the hallway
With barely a smile
It was never meant to be
So easy
It was never meant to be
Believe me
You used to tell me
About us and the day
When it wouldn’t be a struggle
When we wouldn’t have to wait
But memories falter
And memories flee
See nothing was certain
And you were playing for keeps
It was never meant to be
So easy
It was never meant to be
Believe me
We could have had it
All ourselves
The way we left it, lazy, crazy,
rotten on its shelf
I knew you’d stepped out
But I kept in time
Smiling through the pain
I do the dance I toe the line
When prayers are answered
There’s nothing left
It seems that our longing
Was what kept us in the net
It was never meant to be
So easy
It was never meant to be
Believe me.
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Singing songs
Of coercion
At Christmas time
I couldn’t keep up with the choir
So I drank all the wine
I just hope that I can make it to the toilet in time
Before that wall comes tumbling down
I passed out feelin’ like a piece of shit
But I woke up lookin’ like a prize fighting kid
Got a shiny gold tooth from what my dad just did
Told my momma Gonna make ya proud
Maybe this Christmas
will be different
I don’t think it will
But A world war later and I’m back in the tank
Got a chest full of medals but I’m firing blanks
I guess its true what they say about the heroes thanks
I’m really living out a tragedy
I’m a blue blood splatter on the flags of the dead
I get the sharing platter with my kids on weekends
Not that it matters but I’m makin amends
They just wish I’d leave my drinking at home
Maybe this Christmas
Will be different
I don’t think it will
Found a girl who likes my leather
And the smell of my car
So we spend some nights together
At the local 2 star
She dances on the bed
As she takes off her bra
The whiskey puts her in a certain mood
I woke up on the floor again with blood on my sleeve
I hear them coming up the hall they must be comin for me
Tell the kids their daddy loves em but he had to make like a tree
Which means I’ll be back in the spring
Maybe this Christmas
Will be different
I don’t think it will
Now I’m working in a garage
Where I live in the bay
I’m overdue on my rent
And got a drug dealer to pay
If I run a red the feds
Just look the other way
I’m really living out my wildest dreams
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Chintzy Stetson Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
There was a woman who wore a juicy couture tracksuit, with the rhinestones on the back. She paid for the suite every Friday
night. She sold drugs in bin liners and sat on the floor by the bar. She disappeared 2 years ago. I call the hotel every now and then but they say they’ve never seen her before.
I called her Chintzy. She called me Stetson.
Chintzy 💋
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