and you reach over to your empty bed,
and all you can remember is what she said,
“I’ll give you all I’ve got,
always will, no matter what”
But who would’ve thought,
Now all the ties are cut,
Now all the doors are shut.
30 Days inside your tired head,
your friends wonder if you’re dead
you remember what you should have said,
“I need only me
What you get is what you see”
Blank out those memories
Now all the world is free
Now whatever is, will be
A month inside your prison cell
30 days of a living hell
you remember and start to yell!
“A month has come and gone
and I will carry on,
no more your little pawn,
NOW ending all the wrongs,
NOW ending our twisted song.”
--CRONIN DETZZ
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