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Wait |
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I watched you throw out your bouquet |
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Now I think about you everyday |
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I'm alone now in my bed |
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And there's a lake |
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And at the bottom you'll find all our friends |
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They don't swim cause they're all dead |
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We never are what we intend, or invent |
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'Cause I make little lies and then I pull them apart |
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Think something dark's living down in my heart |
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And if I wanted to die before I got old |
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I should've started some years ago digging that hole |
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Well I carry this box to the proper place |
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And when I lower it down |
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I let it you fade away |
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I hope that you would do this for me |
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Well I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate |
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If I thought it would help you get away |
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I hope that you would do this for me |
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A deer that a hunter shot in the heart |
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Some dogs that got hit by cars |
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All came to spill their guts |
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And we spoke |
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About the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost |
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And which songs we had loved the most |
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And then we all turned to dirt |
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And dust |
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Some men die under the mountain just looking for gold |
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Some die looking for a hand to hold |
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Well I carry this box to its proper place |
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And when I lower it down |
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I let you fade away |
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I know that you would do this for me |
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Well I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate |
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If I thought it would help you get away |
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I hope that you would do this for me |
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I'm slowly bringing you down from the Heavenly gates |
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Now I'm drowning in the flood I made |
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Well explain myself to me on the other side |
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I'll watch from Heaven when I die |
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Well I carry this box to the proper place |
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And when I lower it down |
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I let you fade away |
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I know that you would do this for me |
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Well I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate |
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If I thought it would help you get away |
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I hope that you would do this for me |
