Tuesday, July 10, 2018

20180522

Sweet Amber Mama they tried to break me So here I am savor every minute of it LYRICS Is it worth the can you even hear me Standing with your spotlight on me Not enough to feed the hungry I'm tired and I felt it for awhile now In this sea of lonely The taste of ink is getting old It's four o' clock in the fucking morning Each day gets more and more like the last day Still I can see it coming While I'm standing in the river drowning This could be my chance to break out This could be my chance to say goodbye At last it's finally over Couldn't take this town much longer Being half dead wasn't what I planned to be Now I'm ready to be free So here I am it's in my hands And I'll savor every moment of this So here I am alive at last And I'll savor every moment of this Won't you think I'm pretty When I'm standing top the bright lit city And I'll take your hand and pick you up And keep you there so you can see it As long as you're alive and care I promise I will take you there We'll drink and dance the night away We'll drink and dance the night away So here I am it's in my hands And I'll savor every moment of this So here I am alive at last And I'll savor every moment of this Savor every moment of this As long as you're alive Here I am I promise I will take you there As long as you're alive Here I am I promise I will take you there Won't you think I'm pretty When I'm standing top the bright lit city And I'll take your hand and pick you up And keep you there so you can see it So long as you're alive and care I promise I will take you there So long as you're alive and care I promise I will take you there So here I am it's in my hands And I'll savor every moment of this So here I am alive at last And I'll savor every moment of this Savor every moment of this Savor every moment of this Songwriters: Branden Steineckert / Jeph Howard / Quinn Allman / Robert Mccracken The Taste of Ink lyrics © Spirit Music Group LOW MAN'S LYRIC  Written by Hetfield/Ulrich My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins There's a dog at your back step He must come in from the rain I fall 'cause I've let go The net below has rot away So my eyes seek reality And my fingers seek my veins The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And you won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due         Please forgive me My eyes seek reality My fingers feel for faith Touch clean with a dirty hand I touch the clean to the waste The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due         Please forgive me So low, the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again And I cry to the alleyway Confess all to the rain But I lie, lie straight to the mirror The one I've broken to match my face The trash fire is warm But nowhere safe from the storm And I can't bear to see What I've let me be So wicked and worn So as I write to you Of what is done and to do Maybe you'll understand And won't cry for this man 'Cause low man is due         Please forgive me So low, the sky is all I see All I want from you is forgive me So you bring this poor dog in from the rain Though he just wants right back out again My eyes seek reality My fingers seek my veins

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