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Stone sits above the house
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That s why I m out.
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To feel the heat of the weekend.
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Dry my hands on the poison pipes.
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Weave home to the lightning.
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Long hands through the reckoning clouds
Reaching down
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Oh and when I die
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Will I have to watch my life
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Make the same mistakes
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Act the same drunk disgrace
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I would like to see it backwards
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Slip back to that happy kid.
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All the crap I collected
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Put it back into the weary earth
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Every anger melted
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Every scar back to perfect skin
See the bombs ascend.
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See your daddy come home
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With no messy dreams no methadone
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To hear the speeches fail
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The hatred slowly go in pails
Interlude:
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Feel it empty out
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Every crooked truth and crippling doubt
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Watch my body curl
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into the promise of a swollen girl.
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And then I will gasp of love
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The fun and young and innocent
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