John Vanderslice
Hard Times
Oh, that summer with youI clearly rememberYou were swimming offThe Serbian coastAnd you reranAnd you reranHard timesHard timesHard timesHard timesAfter the way it endedI was blood and bruisedI needed to find outWhy you cut me offAnd left me for deadIn GeviraHard timesHard timesHard timesHard timesSo I lost a yearOn that shaky pierSongtexteTo find an answerI searched every sentenceAnd endedDeeper stillIn hard timesHard timesHard timesHard times
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