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    "Treasure Hugs" Lyrics


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    Well I know he's alive and tricking me into all sorts of things
    Bless his soul, bless his mind
    He is cold, He is blind
    And I know he's wearing out after all these years
    And I'll find him dead some morning in my bedroom
    He'll have painted all my windows black
    Soon I won't have a single dose of tact at all

    And I just came back from coffee and I didn't bring my mind
    What's the use, it's gone dry
    No excuse, no goodbye
    And I've locked eyes with a tombstone he doesn't sleep he engineers thoughts
    I'll be dead one morning in my bedroom
    I'll have covered all my walls with crayon
    Obituary reads, "Who's to blame for this disastrous plan?"

    Imagine what you could make if your muse hadn't killed herself
    And after all these mistakes my life's no better than hell
    Maybe delaying the wake wasn't best but I'm starting to tell
    No matter what road you take there are spots with bone-dry wells

    I was talking to a man one day and he couldn't tell a lie
    Time has flown, we will die
    We're alone, it's alright
    And in time we'll be forgotten every single mortal soul
    But you'll be alive one morning in your bedroom
    The sun will crack your windows, shake your walls
    And you will wake up; realize the walk was worth a thousand falls
    This song was submitted on October 17th, 2016.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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