You ever heard the story of Mr. Faded Glory?
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Say he who rides a pony must someday fall
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I was talkin' to my alter
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Says life is what you make it
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And if you make it death will rest your soul away
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Away away
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It's a broken kind of feeling
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She'll have to tie me to the ceiling
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A bad moon's comin' better say your prayers
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I wanna tell you that I love you
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But does it really matter?
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I just can't stand to see you dragging down
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Again
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So I'm singing
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This is my kinda love It's the kind that moves on
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IT'S THE KIND THAT LEAVES ME ALONE
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Yes it does
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I uses to treat you like a lady
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Now you're a substitute teacher
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This bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sight
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I owe the man some money so I'm turnin over honey
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You see Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time
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This is my kinda love
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It's the kind that moves on
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ITS THE KIND THAT LEAVES ME ALONE
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Yes it does
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Like a crown of thorns it's all who you know
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So don't burn your bridges woman cause someday, yeah
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Kick it!
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Baby i said com' on, com' on, com' on, com' on yeah I said baby don't burn your bridges woman
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Crown Of Thorns
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Mother Love Bone |