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Drinkin' With Giles
03:23
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Call me up to tell a lie, call me up I'll testify, but it must be a different man you're looking down on now. There might be blood all over my hands but I've cleaned them in the land and if you want a martyr you can have one now. Cause I sold out the ones I love, I cut them wings off turtle doves, you know I didn't come here for forgiveness or applause. But the night is growing cold and these bones are way too old so you can tell the law I'm more stubborn than they are.
So you put your hands over your heart, right before it all falls apart. This town is full of ghosts, full of wolves in preachers' clothes. So come on gather up your stones...and bring 'em down.
Bring it on I'll take the weight, bring it on I got the hate, you know there's no such thing as a cop that you can trust. This town used to be secure, but now no one really seems sure. They prey over that cross just like it is a crutch.
So put your hands over your heart....
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Venomous Blood
04:41
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There never was time for us. You were born on the run. A clean slate with venomous blood that rebels against you and poisons your dreams. So you burn everything down in a cloud of gasoline and nicotine.
And everyone loves a disaster so you become the attraction. Build yourself a cage and give them some action.
So baby don't lie, I don't need a reason why. They rip every rotten tooth and they call it gospel truth. And it's so much worse than it was in their old book.
Head first to the crash and we never even bothered to look.
And you can't get clean on your rainy days, cut out the sick but it always stains. They sell you hope when you're almost done in. A thousand words that count for nothing.
You got to sink to swim. You can't breathe the air when it gets so thin. You got to sink to swim. The riptide always comes to suck you in. You got to sink to swim. There's no one left when the lights get dim.
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