I could of sworn that I saw you knee bent on the bedside,
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Arms stretched like a kite that time will eventually grow.
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I'm so sure of it
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And I've got a reason, too long, for songs
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That tells why your legs and arms are actually able.
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Cause I confide in wolves at night
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have you seen my baby girl, she's lonely.
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I've got to crucify myself if I am gonna believe you
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I've got to promise that I'll finish all the things I said I'd do to begin with too
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I've got to make my bed if I am gonna lay with you
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Cause a disaster's a disaster no matter what Christian language you drag it through
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Cause I confide in wolves at night
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Well have you seen my baby girl, she's lonely, so lonely
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Cause I confide in wolves at night
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I'm like a virgin losing a child, so lonely, so lonely
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I swear I did what I could for your rights,
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You swear you did what you could for my eyes
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And I'll try nothing, try something, try anything
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I swear I did what I could for your rights,
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You swear you did what you could for my eyes
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And I'll try something, for nothing, for something.
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Something
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I swear I did what I could for your rights,
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You swear you did what you could for my eyes
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And I'll try something, try nothing, try anything.
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Wolves At Night
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| Manchester Orchestra |
