I know your name, but we’ve never met/I’d shake your hand, but that would cheapen the bet//I have been where you have also been too/Or else I would not be here talking to you
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By the time that this song hits your ears/I will long ago have a disappeared//And I don’t care what these words mean to you/As long as you know words can never tell the whole truth
Big man, six inches deep, Now the classroom is in the street/Think back to what the salesman said, as you sink down into the mud/You ripped me off man I should be dead
Alex Ash Creative 