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Uppers Aren't Necessary |
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Artiset:Rocky Votolato |
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Lead me through these cities of imaginary trends |
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something's gonna be changing come the morning time my friend |
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as fickle as these streets are they might not even wait around till then |
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I've got a lot to loose so come and take it from me quick |
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everything you loose if it makes you stronger it makes you sick |
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take these cities from me I'll build buildings up with my own bare hands |
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the uppers aren't necessary the guilt is the coal |
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that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold |
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that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone |
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till the lonely messengers come calling you back home........ |
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the trees are stacked in rows on the side of the road |
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stripped of any dignity a birthing may have had |
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100 thousand crucified on the Mojave I-5 line |
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singers shepherds and salesmen all longing for someone |
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to kill the joy of wondering and end all their desire |
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to help them to remember that the road is nothing but a liar |
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the uppers aren't necessary the guilt is the coal |
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that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold |
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that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone |
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till the lonely messengers come calling you back |
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to the red door, cracked and crooked walk way |
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the fence impaling the stars |
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ghostly keepers lead the way through railroads of abandoned cars....... |
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the tracks and city streets cut through like scars........ |
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the uppers aren't necessary the guilt is the coal |
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that keeps the fire burning to drive out the cold |
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that creeps in every corner crack and never leaves you alone |
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till the lonely messengers come calling you back |
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home............ |
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back home........... |
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