messing with my head
never thought
id sink so low
never thought
i hate to see the morning snow
never thought
my life
would be a mess
crazy thoughts
in side my head
now its hard
to carry on
who would miss me
when i gone
somedays it hard to
get out of bed
with the devil
messing with my head
messing with my head
words by peter stock hammersmith78musicpromotions copy right 2019
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