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| This Death Is Easy. | ||||||
| troubled baltic breeze play the part so convincingly trembling beneath hotel sheets don't you stop to think to hard about what it means like every river or valley that flows to the sea we fight like hell just to drift downstream sugar-maple tree high-falls and late night long-distance calls to your machine a sky above me legs apart like honey for a broken heart so trusting could happen at any moment that bell's gonna ring so are you drinking or praying tonight it's the same thing this death is easy no one needs saving. | ||||||
| junk science. | ||||||
| never going to cure that boy if he don't think he's sick taught him well you learned him good but it's not an easy fix word without a plural means to an end like so many bad decisions you have lined your pockets with the little blood we share is up on blocks in disrepair all your white noise & cheek junk science posturing don't you know it's dangerous to draw lines in the sand just so you can cross them when things don't work out as planned but history means nothing to a man so proud i know a few things coming i'll spare you the out louds it's a strange bird life less forgiving than it is wise where you gone where you been i'm tired of asking | ||||||
