Marco's shadow falls on the door
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To the 7 lost cities of gold
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Finds a raven's head and rattlersnake's tail
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Dead in his tracks, this godforsaken soul's
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Unwanted here and his soul lingers for years
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Amalia's face hides behind the mask
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Sweating on the tv factory line
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That smile on her face is starting to crack
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While welding back the pieces of shattered heart
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That's scattered out here, with the ghosts of her peers
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Searches for her lost child along the river of tears
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At the end of the working week
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When drunken worlds meet
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Both sides keeping a close eye
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For a break in the line here...
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On the crystal frontier
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Blood spills out on the streets
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And bodies are missing for weeks
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Both sides keeping a close eye
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Watching the bullets fly here...
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On the crystal frontier
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Ramon tightens up his leather belt
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And slips through a hole in the fence
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He can get you anything you want
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Might cost you a life, might cost you
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The whole price of freedom here...
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Crystal Frontier
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| Calexico |
