The Grunge Song 2016
Westmorland
I only share my pain and
anguish
my happiness I save for me.
In a life filled with tragedy
my secret joy you will not see.
By the knife, we seek to find
some happy life.
In de-ni-al, every dream will
end in strife.
As I make my own path
I know it can never last.
Like the flowers they are lies
bright and shinny they die
fast.
All my life, Iv seen the tears
come crashing down
In de-ni-al, sad smiles worn
like a crown.
I want to scream my sorrows
eventhough Iv no regrets.
We plan and skeam for tomorrow
draw your cards, place your
bets.
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