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Nothing Left

Words & Music by David Bray © Under Duress Music

It’s a frigid night in December

The city feels so cold

I’m stuck here in a jam

But I’ve been down this road

 

We have nothing left

We have nothing left

Once we had it all

We have nothing left

Nothing left to break the fall

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Ah, now I have children to protect

But no money and no man

We ran from your rage

I gave my all but I’ve taken more than I can

 

CHORUS

 

It was matrimony in the worst degree

We started with “I do”

Now there’s nothing left to say

Nothing left of me and you

 

CHORUS

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