Lyrics and Music by Bernd Harmsen flirting with the dark side the last hangman's history chasing apparitions and your girl friend's mystery I hate to listen to your Mom weep 'cause I cannot hold back my tears still standing as the phone beeps it does hit home to lose your peers you and I were good friends just for a short period we were full of mischief nonsense in the myriads I hate to listen to your Mom weep 'cause I can't hold back my tears still standing as the phone beeps it does hit home to lose your peers and I think about the time you'll never have and I think about the chances that you've missed never decide what cannot be reversed in spite of your emotional abyss hard to grasp that I won't see you again boisterous, and prankish, and good fun no fooling 'round, I'll never hear you laugh again I miss our talks as I will miss your puns I hate to listen to your Mom weep 'cause I can't hold back my tears still standing as the phone beeps it does hit home to lose your peersm]
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