The Hatchet

Lyrics

It's such a bore mouling over,
 Another meaning it have,
 There was likely some other
 Subtle thing hidden there.
 I meant what I said,
 I mean what I said.
 I'm leaving, my friend.
 It's hitting me now,
 If I loved you before
 I could love you again
 And I'm not coming back.
 The tears in and out
 You said you would come
 Just to see what was left,
 But you were not there.
 To leave it again,
 To coldly pretend,
 I neatly tired to lose it,
 So lets bury it now.
 

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Duration
02:28
Key
11
Tempo
96 BPM

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