AFTERMATH

CHUCK IT

CHUCK IT! CHUCK IT! CHUCK IT!

I've got so much junk to get rid of
During the years I kept buying stuff
Always kept everything even one single glove
Could never make up my mind, it's so tuff.
First my mom and now my wife
These two voices keep echoing in my head.
It's so hard trying to give up mt stuff in my life.
I like to keep my stuff If i could instead.
Those voices in my head are always there reminding me.
CHUCK IT! CHUCK IT! CHUCK IT!
The same old line they keep giving me.
They asked me when the last time is you looked at them.
When I think back, I must agree.
I know they both speak the truth to get rid of my mayhem.
I will clean up tomorrow then so I can see.
What do I toss out first hmm where do I start?
There are so many memories with each piece.
This is so hard to part.
I know I will wait till tomorrow for it to be release.
THEN
CHUCK IT! CHUCK IT! CHUCK IT!






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