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Days Divide

she used a knife to cry from her arms. Who was to blame? She discovered a way to ruin her life; She found relief in each red stripe. All of her days

she used a knife to cry from her arms. Who was to blame? She discovered a way to ruin her life; She found relief in each red stripe. All of her days

: Every moment is a memory on and on until eternity but as far as any eye can see there's a great divide maybe we can find a way to fall into each

I find myself concerned For the common man, these days Evil are the minds That push the divide Forced to live a life In fear that his future is on

I just want you close Where you can stay forever You can be sure That it will only get better You and me together Through the days and nights I

a nasty bitch They say the good die young, all that mean to me is that the hood die young, we call it the last days What you know about coppin a house

someone call out someone's name From a white cadillac on a wide wind To her white dress across the great divide Into the warm moonlight And she's been reading Bukowski for days

So I'm to blame for reason why you left him a mess and without a sign He was forced down this next part enough to make you leave his side But do you know

playin they better re-plan im giving them the blues Bobby "Blue" Bland (blues singer) together we stand and fall on y'all ballin' with my bloods, call it b-ball these days