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Mal Blum lyrics : "Country Song"

I came home to find you on drugs
I was on the verge of every song I'd ever sung
you said oh my gosh

it's like I can't escape
I am a child of fate
and then you threw a plate at me

you were so wasted

All my life

I've been a child of stress
you were the worst at best
and if I may confess the worst ain't over

yet if you call
I won't stumble
I've been humbled

like your bottles, empty in the morning

Hold on up, we've got a bleeder on our hands

I don't think you understand, get here as quickly as you can
I've learned to hate
oh, I have grown to love

I have learned to be
what I hoped I would become
and tell me what of you

what did you do
what did you say
what did you leave behind

who did you save

You came home, I was on the rug

you were on the verge of every hole you'd ever dug
you said Oh my God
I cannot catch a break

but I am a child of faith
so when you turned away, I just lay in silence


Hold on up, we've got a bleeder on our hands
I don't think you understand
you better do the best you can

you'll grow to hate
oh, you will learn to love
you will learn to be what you hoped you would become

and tell me what of me
what did i do
what did i say

what did i leave behind
who did i change

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