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The Braymores
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Going through old pictures in my bed Reading through the scriptures that you sent Waiting on my turnabout Until then I cry, cry Must I be staring at old pictures on the wall? People that are gone their faces I never see no more Is it so wrong that I think you're not for me Cause you don't call, cause you don't call Trophy Airing out the gun I shot impatient, from way up, my god, my conversation skills have gone down the drain His eyes are watching me right through the wall, will I stumble and fall? Must I be staring at old pictures on the wall? People that are gone their faces I never see no more Is it so wrong that I think you're not for me Cause you don't call, cause you don't call Must I be staring at old pictures on the wall? People that are gone their faces I never see no more Is it so wrong that I think you're not for me Cause you don't call, cause you don't call Trophy