Emma Six Toes

We Finally got the weather you wanted so badly But by the time it came you were already Gone within my footsteps With no tracks left behind Shot down, on the ground Lost in all its prime When I leave this world then maybe I'll be fine I can't let this happen again Why does this have to happen only to me? When will I fond out what you really mean? I should have known better than to get caught up in this mess I'll sit here with this paper and I'll record the rest Gone within my footsteps With no tracks left behind Shot down, on the ground Lost in all its prime When I leave this world then maybe I'll be fine I can't let this happen again When I leave this world then maybe I'll be fine I can't let this happen I can't let this happen No I can't let this happen again