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Somewhere I Can Forget
A place with more than just my bad intentions
Some land without merit and honorable mention
It's where you go to be wanted and never deferred
The place where all the haunted can speak their words
It's sanctuary in the face of Notre Dame
I bet there was many a tear in the eyes when he sung this song
I understand that this place isn't for everyone
But if I take you with me it'll let both of us have some fun
Where the bones don't rattle and you can't feel cold
Journey with me to a place of new and of old
You can go there in your sleep where visions are wild with wonder
Then eyes buck at the first clap of thunder
Somewhere, somewhere deeper than in the mind
A place to forget all malice and its' design
I am not from there but only saw a glimpse
A land with less inferno but still some nymphs
When you feel quite tired and need more than home to sleep
There is a place that lets you do more than count sheep
Ask for molly or X at the door and be quiet about it
Because the dealer is never too far away; please don't doubt this
A place to forget, somewhere you can come close to death
I call it home and never fear this danger zone
This is my steeple and I am the keeper
Come closer one day my love; don't fear the reaper
Some land without merit and honorable mention
It's where you go to be wanted and never deferred
The place where all the haunted can speak their words
It's sanctuary in the face of Notre Dame
I bet there was many a tear in the eyes when he sung this song
I understand that this place isn't for everyone
But if I take you with me it'll let both of us have some fun
Where the bones don't rattle and you can't feel cold
Journey with me to a place of new and of old
You can go there in your sleep where visions are wild with wonder
Then eyes buck at the first clap of thunder
Somewhere, somewhere deeper than in the mind
A place to forget all malice and its' design
I am not from there but only saw a glimpse
A land with less inferno but still some nymphs
When you feel quite tired and need more than home to sleep
There is a place that lets you do more than count sheep
Ask for molly or X at the door and be quiet about it
Because the dealer is never too far away; please don't doubt this
A place to forget, somewhere you can come close to death
I call it home and never fear this danger zone
This is my steeple and I am the keeper
Come closer one day my love; don't fear the reaper
Published 6th Apr 2017
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