| There’s a fall on the horizon and some crying on the hill
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| Smoke is blocking out the blue
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| And I’m just glad I’m here with you
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| At the end of all things, the news been speaking
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| Distractions all get washed away along with all regrets
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| And if nothing makes a sound then no one’s there to see
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| Baby girl, come sit next to me
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| I’ve been smoking by the truckers and drinking like I do
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| I smell like a shitty mix of turpintine and glue
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| Baby, I ain’t pretty and I been getting old
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| I’ve been in this town for loving you I got your soul
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| So, go get me the bottle and the tray
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| I just want to stay in bed today
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| I just want to look at you and think of what I’m gonna do
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| Once your daddy finally goes away
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| Cause I’m a crouching tiger
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| I’m a curling ass
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| I’m a burning hot sensation
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| Million in your lap
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| I’m the last one ever to see you alive
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| You’re so beautiful, baby
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| I can’t wait to watch you die
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| So, go get me the bottle and the tray
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| I just want to stay in bed today
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| I just want to look at you and think of what I’m gonna do
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| Once your daddy finally goes away
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| No, I just want to look at you
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| And think of what I’ll do to you
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| Once your daddy finally goes away |