I've lost my sense of right and wrong,When justified, my soul to carry on.
I feel so damn good to write off the rules,
but when a new day breaks, I'm left a fool.
I'm such a fool.
Pain takes my heart's place,
Your sweet, sweet love,
I can taste it,
But still can't face it.
Pitter-pat, the angel on my shoulder is haunting me tonight.
Tick-tock, the clock is getting louder, ready for me to decide.
The angel on my shoulder is haunting me tonight.
Tick-tock, the clock is getting louder, ready for me to decide.
The sun is coming down on me;
Could fate be so unkind?
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Pitter-Pat by Erin McCarley
