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I Came Around

I Came Around

Murder By DeathDeezer

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Cars lined up the street

A procession for the thief

The men were restless and the women howled

As they professed their grief

A smoke was lying on his lips

And in his hand a rusty flask

Even in death he'd forced a smile

I oughta give him his dues for going out like that

When you've walked through the valley

Saw the face of death

And you've paid your debts

Well then, is there anything left

Is there anything left?

When you've settled up

Is there anything left?

I came to pay a false courtesy

So you couldn't get the best of me

But the grief hung in the air and mingled with the sweat

I presumed to know your inner workings, but I just guessed

I never thought much about the man

He was always just drifting along

But a couple hours in

We were drunk as sin

I was wrong, I was wrong about him

I came around, I came around, I came around

I took you for a hanger-on

But the way those folks all wept

You must've been doing something right

To move the company you kept

The drinks kept coming and I loosed my tongue

And I talked a little shit

But your friends just laughed and chimed right in

Telling yarns so good it made me quit

I never thought much about the man

He was always just drifting along

But a couple hours in

We were drunk as sin

I was wrong, I was wrong about him

I came around, I came around, I came around

I came around, I came around, I came around

The room started reeling

I got the feeling I read you wrong

Then another bottle of gin

Break out the bar brawl again

You were the reason for them

By the time the sun was at its feet

Everybody there was pissed

And I can say with some degree of certainty

The old bastard will be missed

I thought your life was nothing more than one long grift

Now I sit weeping by your coffin

Clutching a bottle in my fist

I came around, I came around, I came around

I came around, I came around, I came around

I came around, I came around, I came around

I came around, I came around, I came around

I came around, I came around, I came around

I came around, I came around, I came around

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