A girl was kneeling by a phone this morning mumbling out some kind of a prayer
It seemed a better way to break away the day
Than getting drunk again in peter bibb's favorite chair
Argh
When i knelt down beside you to share in the spirit and the faith
And much to my surprise, your empty open eyes
And black ink running down your bloodless face
Writer(s): James William Terry, Jay Wesley Watson, Nicholas Roland Allbrook, Joseph Michael Ryan
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