Following Me
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Following Me
Monday night, My baby left me. Tuesday night, Sent me her key. I suppose I'll never know Just what demon is Following me. Wednesday night, Found I had not one kid, But three. Thursday night, Signed her off away from me. I suppose I'll never know Just what demon is Following me. Friday night, My work asked me to leave. Saturday night, No money for rent, Cause I'm not working. I suppose I'll never know Just what demon is Following me. Sunday night, I left that place, Traveled into the black Left that demon in the dust, Cleared my mind of rust, And I ain't ever lookin' back. fin fin fin Eggshells |
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| sometimes we just get a streak of bad...and it just keeps following us around...won't let go. but i like that the speaker shrugs it off and says..."i'll never look back"--- probably best that way...looking forward is the way to go. i liked the personification of "work" in that line..."work asked me to leave" nice phrasing there. jacob | Posted on 2012-05-21 00:00:00 | by jacoberin | [ Reply to This ] | |
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