| Black fingernails, red wine
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| I wanna make you, all mine
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| A lot of people, underground
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| You wanna get there
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| You gotta go straight down, straight down
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| There’s a culture, everywhere
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| Smoke clouds, hang in the air
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| It’s so loud, can’t hear you talk
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| You and I, should take a walk downtown
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| Straight down
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| Downtown
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| Straight down
|
| The argument over god continues
|
| In this house
|
| All of us stand and point our fingers
|
| At the ground
|
| All of us stand and point our fingers
|
| Straight down
|
| Red-letter day, black heart
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| Its gonna tear you, all apart
|
| It’s so loud can’t hear you call
|
| You and I, are gonna fall straight down
|
| Straight down
|
| Downtown
|
| Straight down
|
| The argument over god continues
|
| In this house
|
| All of us stand and point our fingers
|
| At the ground
|
| Argument over all continues
|
| In this house
|
| All of stand and point our fingers
|
| Straight down
|
| Black fingernails, red wine
|
| I wanna make you, all mine
|
| A lot of people, underground
|
| You wanna get there, you gotta go straight down
|
| The argument over god continues
|
| In this house
|
| All of us stand and point our fingers
|
| At the ground
|
| Argument over all continues
|
| In this house
|
| All of us stand and point our fingers
|
| Straight down |