The Tennessee promise still loves the Texas lie,
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The light was green, 9:50 like your eyes.
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I never thought I¡¯d get out of this (get out of this)
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Last years near miss is today¡¯s sure hit
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I¡¯m still breaking limbs in this
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Looking at how the pieces fit
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Darling chase, darling cleanse
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The chill of whitest breath might win,
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Cling to the worries of your boy
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Call midland home
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Hit another,
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Hit another one for me.
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The Tenessee Promise Still Loves The Texas Lie
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| A Faith Called Chaos |
