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I got nothing done today
It seems to turn out that way
When I've got you
On my mind
I think of us apart
And I can almost feel my beating heart
The heart that another took away
You want me to be your lover
I know that to be true
If I knew what love was
I'd be in love with you
But my cigarettes are broken
And the booze is almost gone
And I won't be sober for long
I got no story left to tell
Guess it's just as well
I've lost you
And that's fine
I'm stumbling in the dark
With no witty comebacks or remarks
That will make the pain go away.
And you've probably found another
but I hope that isn't true
If I knew what love was
maybe I'd have you
But my cigarettes are broken
And the booze is almost gone
But I won't be drunk for long
I got nothing left to say
apparitions and dismay
I'll save my thoughts for a rainy day
maybe I'll get back my heart
a foolish mistake on my part
Funny how things turned out this way
how can I be your lover
when I can't love myself?
misery's my only company
in this self-loathing hell
and my cigarettes are broken and the booze is almost gone
but I won't be alone for long
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Land I Used To Love
05:09
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the guy on coast to coast am
lost me when he said
the illuminati already told us
that the nukes are on their way
i saw russians at the wal mart
and secret bases beneath denver
and it really doesn't matter
'cause i've got my ak
i'll meet you n the desert
when the whole shithouse goes up in flames
and there's no camera on AM radio
but the host still shakes his head
every voice i hear is somber
and nobody knows the truth
and we are always on the offense
from the day that we are born
God bless america
the land i used to love
i'd move someplace else
but everywhere else is fucked
i turned off my radio
so i could listen to my soul
but dont hear anything
cause the hellcat's got its tongue
and the president's a liar
like all of them before
and we all want hope and change
but it's nowhere to be found
and we've all grown fat and lasy
and education's on the decline
and i'm sure it will start all over
once the phoenix has run its course
brainwashed with misinformation
in fear of armageddon
which no words can describe
and we are victims of programming
someone is scamming us
a civilization on the decline
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Smokin' Joe Haines Sagaponack, New York
Joseph Haines is a singer, songwriter, arranger, composer and multi-instrumentalist. Joseph writes Rock, Pop, Rap and Country music. He plays over a dozen instruments with a focus on Bass, both upright and electric. He currently resides in Wallkill, New York, where he writes and records a myriad of different compositions. ... more
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