Just a lil cut
Just a scratch
here or there
that's all it is
But i know
in the back of my mind
a scratch will surely
end the day
Not only the day
but the night as well
and mornings
will never be the same
So dream sweet dreams
and laugh to your heart's content
because the mornings
will never be the same
You'll wake up
from that sweet dream of yours
and find that
I'll be gone
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