Petals In The Grass
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Frigid loneliness
All to numbing
Not even Grigori Rasputin
Would have seen this coming
An empty bed
An empty room
I can still smell
Her costly perfume
A pillow thats very cold
She got a good head start
The counterfit picture she painted
Was only sham art
I'm not up for the chase
So I'll just let her go
I thought maybe she was the one
How little did I know
Desolation is setting in
A lonesome tune I'm humming
Not even Grigori Rasputin
Would have seen this coming
All to numbing
Not even Grigori Rasputin
Would have seen this coming
An empty bed
An empty room
I can still smell
Her costly perfume
A pillow thats very cold
She got a good head start
The counterfit picture she painted
Was only sham art
I'm not up for the chase
So I'll just let her go
I thought maybe she was the one
How little did I know
Desolation is setting in
A lonesome tune I'm humming
Not even Grigori Rasputin
Would have seen this coming
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