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| The Warning |
| Beth Amsel ©2001 Good Egg Music |
| Dead End an invitation for the Hang Man who points his finger towards my new beginning then he pats me on the back He pours me another round of what is hardly appropriate for the lonely softens your suffer and your pride You raise your glass and say you're beyond the bend know what broke you will never break you again This is your warning like shot This is the point of knowing what you have not You count all your blessings and you spit through your teeth Take care with the remnants of what you need New Year comes my Independance Day hard fought and won leaning in to hear the starting gun I strip the sheets and douse the bed I know well this fall It's best to be humble when you're facing the wall In the mouth of change the ignite and the stall patience, patience please And all these words are just comfort at best cut the bone out under the skin and discard what is left This is your warning like shot This is the point of knowing what you have not You count all your blessings and you spit through your teeth Take care with the remnants of what you need I wave my fear back under the bed alone I sleep but I am hope well fed This is your warning like shot This is the point of knowing what you have not You count all your blessings and you spit through your teeth Take care with the remnants of what you need This is your warning |
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