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My Glorious Mess When The Morning Comes

what it's doing to me Your love is keeping me strong Keeping me holding on To where I should be Now we're in trouble and it's coming down The weight

Baby where you going? Tell me where you been Don't you recognize me? I'm your Mr. A. Friend Only tell me only If you wanna come for a ride I can show

song I wanna tell you all things I haven't told you everything A million moments wasted here alone Come away my long haired lady Like an angel come

exposed They been exposed When the morning comes You're begging for forgiveness Turning like a drum Making it her business Come here, come here, come here, come here, come

Smoking our last cigarettes as the sun rolls up We will write this day into the books Nothing sure of stopping the flow of impossible starts Perspective