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Aint no Spurs & Duds Its all about
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In a love that falls as thick as the snow
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When I open my eyes to the morning sun
we'll be two months lost in a love just begun
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They may say it's gross
unhealthy
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that keep me wishin'
someday you'll promise me you'll always be here
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Thank God for the Whiskey
and that crooked smile of yours
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Tonight ill wrap myself in layers of violation
So my skin never feels another eye of desecretion
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There goes that blonde-haired girl again
Drivin her big old pickup truck
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How it feels to imagine / Bloodshot eyes on that / Perfect face / And to know that you expect it / Expect me to crawl / With a look of disgrace / It makes me sick to live without / si
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I'll wait up tonight / Just staring at that telephone / I'll break down tonight / Just waiting for the sweetness of your voice / And the rains still pouring down / My heart lay shattered on the floo
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Girl, you know you can count on me / When the screaming turns to black / It's hard to see you live like this / When they only turn their backs / / Girl, you know you can count on me / To guide you to your solace
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Silhouettes of time / Smear the canvas with black / Its empty smoke / You & me / Only screaming through / Music & art / I feel I'm wasted
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a boy broke her model pony He threw her life away that day
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Oh, its for all the wrong reasons
But we're so young & metallic
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Black blood rain
From ravaged skies
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Windows rolled down on an old red Chevy
One hand on the wheel, one arm holdin' her
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painted like fireflies
on a black canvas sky
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Raindrops fall damp, upon an ink-stained heart,
Glow worm in midnight, he crawls through her dreams...
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It all ended so tragic, but no soul will weep
for when I'm judged ill rest in Satan's keep
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Rains falls down,
Razor blade drops
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Im just floating by on Vodka skies
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time to wake up
time to console the caffine cup
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so satisfying
with bite marks on my back
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baby give me a sign
so I can close my eyes tonight
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Ill Love You
Always and tomorrow...
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its in your veins
but its a twisted blend
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Drunken with the metalic taste
Her life seen obsolete
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Self-Inflicted Body Art
...Bleed Your Truth
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why are we hiding in this morbid shadow,
while parents crucify all our dreams of tomorow.
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through the smoke
our love is ever so sweet
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so please scrape me up,off this dirty floor
I just cant take this place anymore.
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yeah, now you see him close his eyes
a tear for every American who has fought and died
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I am the bringer
and taker of feelings
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