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King's X – Picture lyrics
She was a white skinned black beauty,
The daughter of an Indian
Her Grandparents raised her in northern Illinois.
I call her mother.
He was the son of a hellfire holiness
Preacher woman.
They say nobody was wilder,
But maybe his brother.
I call him father
She was young, calling love.
He was young, stealing love.
We all got together for the first time last September.
I said "Somebody take a photograph
I've got a camera. "
Now I got me a favorite picture.
The daughter of an Indian
Her Grandparents raised her in northern Illinois.
I call her mother.
He was the son of a hellfire holiness
Preacher woman.
They say nobody was wilder,
But maybe his brother.
I call him father
She was young, calling love.
He was young, stealing love.
We all got together for the first time last September.
I said "Somebody take a photograph
I've got a camera. "
Now I got me a favorite picture.
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