Nicke Black How you remind me
Never made it as a wise man I couldn t cut it as A poor man stealing Tired of living like a blind man I m sick of sight without A sense of feeling And this is how you remind me This is how you remind me Of what I really am This is how you remind me Of what I really am It s not like you to say sorry I was waiting on a different story This time I m mistaken For handing youё A heart worth breaking And I ve been wrong I ve been down Into the bottom of every bottle These five words in my hea
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