Louisiana, in the Bucket of Blood
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That's where they met, his eyes were like mud
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Cause his whole life he had nothing to see
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But he held on to her and he found peace
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He'd take her walking down by North Shore
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And he always told her
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we're meant for much more
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We outta go off somewhere so pretty
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And then a storm came and fucked up the
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Crescent City
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And then they were left with nothing
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She said nothing's not so bad
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It could be the best time that we ever had
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Every single day
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I can feel them chip, chip chipping away
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If only we could run, run from these swine
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Oh baby we are wasted in this time
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Someday if we try
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I know we could fly, fly, fly, fly, fly
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We shine like gold
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Oh baby we were born to be adored
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And I can feel them staring in my face
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Like they're dig, dig, digging me,
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digging a grave
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It's like these people are dead they're so weak
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And someone dug them up and gave them
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words for their lips to beat
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And then they were left with nothing
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She said nothing is not so bad
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It could be the best time we ever had
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Adored
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The Bravery |