Shoot down ragged miles
I'm coming home
I'm like a girl
In all her rags
And all her pearls
I hear her talk
Through vicious teeth
Sing god is gone
Stop hanging on my sleeve
And I can't speak
And all of that will never please
A hollow moon hung like a heart
Stars like dirty sparks
On dirty seas
And never seen
And all of that
And all of these
I hear her dust
Fall at her feet
And christ and all his crows
Can't keep it neat
So what of me
And all that I don't wanna be
A bitter taste
A bitter pill
Says nothing's ever true
And ever will become of me
Or make a sense of
What I see
On broken nerves
In ragged clothes
Eyes that never close
Stare back at me
And never see
And holler names
And follow me
What's written now
You can't erase
And pages from my past
Get in my way
For one of why
I make a stand
Or take a side
Crooked heals on battered boots Shoot down ragged miles I'm coming home I'm like a girl In all her rags And all her pearls I hear her talk Through vicious teeth Sing god is gone Stop hanging on my sleeve And I can't speak And all of that will never please A hollow moon hung like a heart Stars like dirty sparks On dirty seas And never seen And all of that And all of these I hear her dust Fall at her feet And christ and all his crows Can't keep it neat So what of me And all that I don't wanna be A bitter taste A bitter pill Says nothing's ever true And ever will become of me Or make a sense of What I see On broken nerves In ragged clothes Eyes that never close Stare back at me And never see And holler names And follow me What's written now You can't erase And pages from my past Get in my way For one of why I make a stand Or take a side Explain Request ×
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