Things Behind The Sun
de Keith James and Rick Foot
You beat me do it
There was no punch
There was no kick
Just bad luck
You left me breathing
Just enough
To still feel pain
To pull this off
Uh-oh
I fill no holes
With gold or oil
Just leave it dry
For a while
I plant no seeds
Less mess that way
Should never grow here
Should never try
No holes
No holes
You broke my heart
At least I'll stay
Makes you feel bad
Feels good that way
I'm feelin guilty
About my lies
And how you listen
Should never fly
No holes
No holes
No holes
No holes
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