Wednesday Night

Shock Therapy

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    She walked through my broken door
    I was drunk, sprawled out on the floor
    I poured her a cheap dry white wine
    When me laid back i lost my mind

    It was on a wednesday night

    She has eyes that make the gods look away
    There is meaning in everything she say
    I took her clothes off; she took of mine
    When we made love i lost my mind
    I lost my mind

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    It was on a wednesday night

    I used to hear screams in my twisted dreams
    But then i woke up and she was next to me
    I was a broken man way broken beat-up soul
    But that wont happen to me anymore
    No more

    It was on a wednesday night

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    Composition: Gregory John McCormick

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