Grow
Dead like the crow, and crass in the winter time.
I'm left in the box that you put in the back of your mind
now the gum from your shoe, is stuck on the photo of me
He'll tutch you on the blankets, but won't remember that your eyes are green
I'm left in the box that you put in the back of your mind
now the gum from your shoe, is stuck on the photo of me
He'll tutch you on the blankets, but won't remember that your eyes are green
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Writer(s): Paul Travis Harmon
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