©2009 David Moody
Sometimes you have to cry
Don’t ask me how or why
Sometimes you just have to cry
Sometimes you feel the pain
When hearing someone’s name
Some things you just can’t explain why
Many demons hide
Way down inside
This otherwise happy man
See him gravitate
Watch his body hate
Every single bad habit
Show him one, and he’ll grab it
He knows it’s sure to kill him
But he doesn’t like to wait
And he feels like he’s really got to have it
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