Lost Woman Blues

As sad as a blues my life seems to go from time to time… everytime I fall in love, I am taken out. Everytime I love, there’s a toll I am not willing to pay

But what type of person would I be if I couldn’t overcome shit like a broken heart. Nothing but death will unsaddle me from my iron horse. If you don’t like the way I live, then you have no right to be around anymore, and get the fuck outta here

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