Take her to the room, Find out what's wrong
But there's nothing wrong with her.
It's the reel, of only one venture
Taking me back to a stainless closure
Pull apart the little girl strapped on that X-ray
Pull apart the little churl, so she can't get away
Epic trouble, In slumberland
Forgot the dreams that I had
Because of the trouble in my hand
Septic colons spur the lift of the man.
We write, with a doubt in our hand
Take her to the room, find out what's wrong
There's nothing wrong with her
Filthy sand is all I had,
With dreams of trouble,
All I had was one woman

Lyrics submitted by Tiger_Angel

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