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• Artiste: Whiskey Myers
• Titre: Reckoning
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This house is cold and lonely This place is just a tomb It’s an old cruel reminder of the past That’s what’s left of me and you I can’t sleep in our bed no more Misery shakes me to the bone Even when I try to get some rest I cannot sleep alone So I hide from the reckoning I hide from the truth And I hide from the reckoning Till I’m lying next to you Till I’m lying next to you These prescription pills get me by At the bottom of a bottle every night is where I hide I hide from the fact that you’re gone And after all these years I’m all alone At the end of my road now On my way to ease the pain When I get there I put that cold steel to my head I squeeze the trigger beside your grave Hide from the reckoning Hide from the truth Yea, I hide from the reckoning Till I’m lying next to you Till I’m lying next to you Till I’m lying next to you Yea I hide from the reckoning I hide from the truth Yea I hide from the reckoning Till I’m lying next to you