Country Clutter

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No puedo explicar en que punto se encuentra mi dolor, si cerca del gris de aquella tarde de hospital o refugiado en el rojo de la sangre que tuve que secar. En cualquier caso, con o sin amanecer, me quedo con el dorado de tu adiós.

Javier Mateos

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Your life's work, is making me hurt

Whether you mean to or not

It's your desire, that we enter these fights

And you always end up on top.

A little heartache well it's a small price to pay

If you know you can get what you want

It's just your way, to keep raising the stakes.

Your in love with the thrill of the hunt

But it stops tonight, for these wounds have yet to heal

To call out into the dark, and get no reply

That's something you should feel

I've moved along, packed up my shit

If you find anything I left behind, well, you can have it

Let it clutter up your life, the way you cluttered up mine

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I can't explain this threshold for pain

I have to believe, it came from a love

A love misguided it's true, cause it was guided at you

I had no idea, what you were capable of.

I walk away, I don't have to explain

You know good and well how you treated me

So move along and call off the dogs

Go ahead and find your next prince

Cause it stops tonight, though these wounds have yet to heal

To call out into the dark, and get no reply

That's something you should feel

I have moved out, packed up my shit

If you find anything I left behind, well, you can have it

Let it clutter up your life, the way you cluttered up mine

I hope it clutters up your life, the way you cluttered up mine

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