goddamn!
it's a love that I feel.
I may be tainted but god knows
this time it's real,
I leave my woes at
stranger's road dispose,
it's good to me, 'cause you see and let the sun back on my face.
It's a soul sense of pride,
but she gives me
good lord the south is blind, so much sufferage with my pain,
when I get behind a big slow day
I feel the strain
I've fucked it all
I leave my woes at
and let the sun back in my face.
was that down? was that family?
stranger's road dispose.
It's a soul sense of pride,
good lord the south is blind,
but she will never
but please let me die there.
let me go back to being sane
cold war leaves me there.
let me die there.
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