there's too much confusion today
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how can I assure it's to shy away
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and he blew his brains out with a pistol I say
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to cover his arse or make a point someway
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meet me on
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lonely street
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meet me on
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lonely street
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now
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stabbed me in the back you know she threw a hatchet
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buried in my chest when I turned to catch it
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and my lucky days are stuck in quarantine
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I thought I got some kind of warranty
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meet me on
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lonely street
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meet me on
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lonely street
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meet me on
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lonely street
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meet me on
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lonely street
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The Hatchet Song
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| Sparklehorse |
