| We’ll go together into the dark woods
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| Sinking with wise old tree roots
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| How I want to unlearn
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| I don’t want old branches no more
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| Every tooth is broken
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| And all of the flesh is burnt
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| I’ve wounded my side
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| And I’ve wound in my hide
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| Don’t ask what is the price of my hand
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| Would you be queen of my land?
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| When everyone else is gone
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| Fire, making my way much harder
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| All of this time I’m after
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| Images of my soul
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| And I’ve wounded my side
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| And I’ve wounded my hide
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| And I’ve got snakes in my eyes
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| And I’ve got snakes in my mind, mind
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| Peace of my mind is cast in iron
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| Come on now baby, ride on
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| Down to the root of life, life
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| No, no, don’t give me more of your glow
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| Come on now baby, ride on
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| Down the joys of my night, night
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| And I’ve wounded my side
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| And I’ve wounded my hide
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| And I’ve got snakes in my eyes
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| And I’ve got snakes in my mind, mind
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| No, no, …, die
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| I’m not too far down
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| I’m not too far gone |