.Here come the worst of all my thoughts
You changed from gentle and inviting
Screaming in my ear, attracting me and driving me away.
I was a young man full of fire
A suitcase and a gun
Each job I pulled, take me higher>But my job stop being fun, yes, my job stopped being fun
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