Peanut
I had a hunch I had no reason Not worth the price of whatever feeling Looks just like an empty hallway And it sounds like a broken power line What kind of hell did I make? An omen or a lie? Can I claim what wasn't mine? A wish to be free of The black cloud of your hair To the greed in your grin And if I walk away please don't follow me back to heaven again
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