One of the Living

I think it again as you're digging
Honestly i don't see you hanging around
Wishing you were one of the living
A feeling you don't mind forgetting
You'll be forgetting it all
You'll never get to know the middle
Or the dog beat down in the kitchen
If only you were hanging around
To catch the flies that I've been missing
Too busy thinking about beginning
Beginning is reliving



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Writer(s): Ryan Starinsky
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