Look what you’ve done Lord;
she is gone...
Look what you’ve done Lord;
she will never return...
Oh, heavens be indulgent;
if you Lord won’t help me
the Devil will help me.
Souls like mine are in demand in hell...
Look what you’ve done Lord;
I am condemned...
Look what you’ve done Lord;
I sold off myself...
Hey...someone I don’t really care
help me to find my peace.
My love...please, come back...
Look what you’ve done Lord;
I now beg...
Look what you’ve done with me.
I am broken...reality for me is gone.
She lay on the bottom of the river
and I know she won’t return.
Look what you’ve done Lord;
put her early in a grave...
I know you console
but it is not quite the same...
November 10, 1996
wrt: Andrey Prudnikov
First Blues
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