Smokescreen

The Lost Dogs

Compositor: Mike Roe

Paid all my money and what did I get?
Left in a smolder like some cigarette
I smoked every pack of lies made yet
I never read that little warning that said:
"I'd be an eternal soul with an eternal crave."
Cashed every premium for this flip top grave
When I locked my heart
and threw away the key
Now I'm left with nothin'
Nothin' but me

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