"For The 8th Month"
by Arcassin Burnham
calling her that night,
i was in a dangerous place,
couldnt take the heat that long,
sweat pouring down my face,
i feel like i lost half of me tonight,
i got a feeling,
i got a feeling,
and after 8 months,
you think i would cry,
i bet im willing,
i bet im willing,
learning nothing in this life is continued,
unless you do it right,
you could have swore hoped and prayed,
that you could make it right,
i feel like i lost half of me tonight,
i got a feeling,
i got a feeling,
and after 8 months,
you think i would cry,
i bet im willing,
i bet im willing.
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