Gavin Friday & The Man Seezer
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Each Man Kills the Thing He Loves
Just a penny for the poor I ask. For a love that was strong and fast. Oh! This Judas betrayal was with more than a kiss. Things are not always what they seem. Lover, liar ... friend or foe? To beg, steal and borrow then throw it away. "I've no regrets, nothing lost or gained". Easy words for the brave to say. Now sorrow, it digs away at its own grave. To have or to have not, is all that I have got. I see no hope in those eyes as they close. So sing a song for this bleeding love, for a life that we'll never know. Streets paved with silver, dreams made in gold, and as these icy stars, they sing, who will know what this night will bring. The envy eats nothing but its own. To have or to have not, is all that I have got. I see no hope in those eyes as they close. Just a penny for the poor I ask. For a love that was strong and fast. Oh! This Judas betrayal was with more than a kiss.
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