Jim Guthrie - Repression's Waltz

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Repressed at will
Give it time
Life was meant for the living
A sign for me
To confess to the hills
Moon loving old fashion puddles
Back in a time
When my voice only traveled
As far as i could shout
I delivered my sermon of doubt
Sell the streets they’re worthless
And everything in them garbage
And if i only could
I’d take a bit out of this town
Spit up and pass it around
What now said he
As he spent his last quarter
The longer i live
The time i have left grows shorter
Give in to your undying love for me
I’m
In
More than i want to be
Give in to your undying love for me
I’m
In
More than I want to be