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Your eyes, they made lies true |
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Say anything and I would believe you |
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But there were demons, maybe more than a few |
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So what could we do? |
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Because in my life there was only asbestos |
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And Raymond Williams, you always took the best ones |
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Now, like failed pedestrian dreams |
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That's how it seems to me. |
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Once again, back out on the highway |
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Watch the traffic-you know it's a Friday |
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And all the seats-belts in all the vans |
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Won't change your plans |
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You can get by on a few sins |
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And you can try to make a horse win once |
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Cut you can't put back together what you sever |
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The rain comes down and turns your shine back to rust, yeah |
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Does that mean that you have to sever us? |
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Someday some shit will come around and reverse the earth, turn your flesh back to dust |
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Unless you hold on to something forever |
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The rain comes down and turns your shine back to rust, yeah |
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Does that mean that you have to sever us? |
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Someday some shit will come around and reverse the earth, turn your flesh back to dust |
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Unless you hold on to something forever |
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Hold on to something forever |
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Hold on to something forever |
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Forever |