Red Tornado
Its been a long time coming,
An that has gotta be known.
That man's a Red Tornado;
My broken heart he has thrown.
In the wind the pieces fly,
up and up and higher still...
This swirl stole the last of it,
I now have no Goddamn will
That man's a Red Tornado,
I have told you all so well.
I need just to get away.
But so hard is this big swell.
So please lend a helping hand,
But if not that's quite alright.
Ill just stumble in the wind;
I'm over with all this fight.
Now don't you dare roll your eyes,
And spare me sympathy.
Just give me a dang good reason
So I can move from this side of me.
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