It's cold, it's raining
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And everybody's hating me
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The snowflakes on gallows,
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that creates the fall sincerity
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(If I break you now I'll break the fall
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We had the world and lost it all
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You lay me down
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You lay me down)
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Lay me down on thorns and nails
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Splintering the bones
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You lay me down on thorns and nails
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Of the last to pass in his bed
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(Why's it feel so right to cry
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Help me, I died last night
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Help me, I died last night
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End this now)
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Lay me down
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On poison nails
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Lay me down
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In this bed
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It's warm, he's floating (floating)
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And the angels wings now carry him
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The radio flyer sends him
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But the mother now buries him
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Lay me down on thorns and nails
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Splintering the bones
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You lay me down on thorns and nails
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Of the last to pass in his bed
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This spectacle of values results in her son crying
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I'll open this bottle of wine [x4]
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I'll open this bottle of wine [x4]
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Radio Flyer's Last Journey
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| A Static Lullaby |
