summer blood for fighting dogs
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mardi gras nineteen fifty-four
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OH NO he never liked lincoln at all my child
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i always thought the sun was just some hole in the sky till now
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as we float this corpse ashore
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paroled in 54'
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the four whores of the apocalypse laugh (laugh and laugh)
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houses burning full of yellowed photographs
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of our children in fear disappearing from the ledge
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is god just an echo i hear in my head yeah
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as we float this corpse ashore
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paroled in 54'
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(yeah, yeah)
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summer blood for fighting dogs
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i been everywhere on the same side of some road with you
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the way that i remember being born was like waking from a dream
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(you were there with me)
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i bet your mother never ever heard you sing that song for me yeah
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the way that i remember being born was like waking from a dream
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i bet your mother never ever hear you sing that song for me
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somewhere we can't see from here
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somewhere we can't see from here
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somewhere we can't see from here
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Paroled In '54
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| Agents Of Oblivion |
