Tytuł: Eleven To Your Seven

• Wykonawca: Hey Mercedes
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A complicated sunset
  Sets the mood within the room
  All bets are up and
  We keep looking down
  To try and find
  The will to turn this around.
  
  I spent the last three months
  In mental traction
  Woeing all I could forsee
  I slept myself free and
  Cursed at all awake
  The medicine I'd take.
  
  I broke down
  On the train to southtown
  Midway inbound
  Eleven to your seven
  I held out
  Carrying this crutch around
  Angry words came rushing out
  Eleven to your seven.
  
  Now I could pound on the keys so hard and
  Make the mallets slap the strings and
  Pump the pedals till I'm breathless and
  Sing off key and
  Wouldn't that be just like me?
  
  Now people in the back yell hey
  When they see me today
  I got a smile so wide it stems offstage
  They say go go you gone soul and
  For all I know
  They now know
  Oh no.
  
  You broke down
  As I tore the pages out
  During all the painful parts
  Eleven to your seven
  You held out
  Carrying your diary around
  Angry ink came rushing out
  Eleven to your seven.
  
  So we finished the night and
  We laud the long ride
  Because it leads to my own bed
  So at least tonight
  My head will be alright.
  
  We broke down
  Miles out of Morgantown
  A midnight rainstorm crashing down
  Not one breathing soul around
  Eleven to your seven.