It sits on my wall
Now mounted
If it started to fall
I'd panic
But yet I never touch it
I never play it
It sits on my wall beautifully
It sits there just and unfortunately
I never touch it
I never play it
It sits there with eight strings
It sits there un-tuned
I never touch it
I never play it
I waited so long for it
I payed so much for it
But I never touch it
I never play it
Why?
Now mounted
If it started to fall
I'd panic
But yet I never touch it
I never play it
It sits on my wall beautifully
It sits there just and unfortunately
I never touch it
I never play it
It sits there with eight strings
It sits there un-tuned
I never touch it
I never play it
I waited so long for it
I payed so much for it
But I never touch it
I never play it
Why?
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