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i wrote this for my Alternative/Grunge band.
its an acoustic, tell me what ya think. im 14 so there may be some bad grammer.

knew the key to the west
was a merry little ring i knew
always said the smile that know you the best
is the one that's placed on you

now lights gone, and the battle is won
lead by a patriot man
one more note, just to behold
the message im i'd love to say
fallow every little word, each and every day
[chorus]
well, she
talks with her western affairs
and , she
screams of her western affairs
but, i
know that nobody cares
anymore
[chorus]

stuck on the way the river flows
and then the laugh that noone ever knows
looking for its rocking chair

sit there forever dont forget about me
and pity little western affairs

[chorus]
well, she
talks with her western affairs
and , she
screams of her western affairs
but, i
know that noone cares
anymore
[chorus]

one more gun kills a madman
who could direct the masses
and all i know
is not to go
and bring your guns to war

before i stop i mid aswell say
i bought these opions from a store
not too much thought went into my head
so i twittle my fiddle instead
not wondering why im here
i leave that to my puppeter

[chorus]
well, she
talks with her western affairs
and , she
screams of her western affairs
but, i
know that noone cares
anymore
[chorus]

and her pity western affairs
Blaze Blaze Blaze, blaze that purple haze

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