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Haunted

from On a Receipt by Nel Gatlin

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Sycophants climb over the dead just to get to where I am
The Liar's game, dressed in red and shame
I don't play that way
I was two weeks late for my own trial
But I passed in style

Talking to strangers in a bar I'd never been before
About how the moon falls around the Earth
Like how I fall around my words
And I'd felt for once like I had the brains
To make someone proud

I feel you, man
Out there on your own
Moonlight shines on farmhouses and summer fields
My hand is clenched tight around my knife
As I walk my road, I am followed back home

I am haunted by you
and your spotted red dress
Those pearls around your neck
Your dimpled chin, silver-blue eyes
Long dark hair and pleasure sighs

And I know, I'm probably not your kind
I'm not handsome or fine
I don't shut up like a man;
I talk too much
With my bleeding heart out in my hands
I'm a leader, with a quiet voice, unheard
You'll never hear a word

They'd rather be sleeping
And I'd rather fall down sideways

Fall down sideways, into my head
talk myself to sleep
and dream of you

Fall down sideways, into those pools
Where I will drown
never to wake up

No offense, I want you out of my head
I kind of like where I am
The fighter's game, dress up in my name
I don't want to play anymore
Because I'd felt for once like I had the brains
To make myself proud

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from On a Receipt, released June 10, 2014

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Nel Gatlin Foley, Alabama

Nelson Gatlin is a musician from Foley AL.

I write songs about things that I am going through or things that I have been through.

I also produce music under the name AGGRESSOR.
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