Holland Losing Jim
And I cry until I bleed
And red is all I see
Holding on,dead and gone
No miracle rehearsed
Could take a way this curse
Swollen eyes,hung to dry
Lose your last hope,beginning to choke
All I can take is thrown in my face
I know you mean well,but I'm not well
And these bones are caving in
No spirit left within
Fading fast,never last
And the stench is strong
Of memories gone
Wearing thin and losing Jim
Lose your last hope,beginning to choke
All I can take is thrown in my face
I know you mean well,but I'm not well
And the stench is strong
Of memories gone
Wearing thin and losing Jim
