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Soul In A Bottle You stand there with many yet true friends are so few from that mountain where you take your view True love has passed you by you contemplate the reasons and always ask why Someday all will see you but just walk away for those seeds that you are sowing today for no one can give you what you need when it is almost pure alcohol that you bleed And when your days are done and you look to your side no friends there, and a bottle for your bride just a shell of the one that we all use to know looking for answers in a bottle where only sorrow grows. TEA BV 5-20-00 |
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4 WMM Ripples In Time BV Productions 2000
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