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Got A Haircut
Wind chill in my mind and the shoes it came in
like a seasonal ghost tiptoeing over my grave
whispering to St. Peter of the heartbreaking kind
rushing through my hair leaving frost in the air
giving birth to winter and the shoes it came in
I called St. Peter but the receiver put me on hold...
"Got a haircut but Heaven can wait"
like a seasonal ghost tiptoeing over my grave
whispering to St. Peter of the heartbreaking kind
rushing through my hair leaving frost in the air
giving birth to winter and the shoes it came in
I called St. Peter but the receiver put me on hold...
"Got a haircut but Heaven can wait"
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