n the morning, it takes me quite a while to clear my head And as the day moves on, I find it hard to smile at something said So I took control, priority number one, and thats me Then I cut the dragons head off, and put away my gun, so let it be So let it be Im dying prematurely, Im wasting my life for sure Im trying to kill whats happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi I never thought before, a life could be so strange, but it is And I guess my one a day, became ten or twelve or more, and more But Ive got a gift, its something called my friends or love With them and I combined, Ill beat an early end, its been done before No time of passing away, of losing just one more day Im trying to kill whats happening to me A ghost along the Mississippi Cant happen to me Wont do it to me Cant happen to me Wont do it to me Cant happen to me Wont do it to me Destroying whats got ahold of me No more the ghost of Mississippi
Posted on: Wed, 01 Oct 2014 03:41:25 +0000
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