Got sixteen days
One for every time I've gone away
One for
Oh my land is like a wild goose
Wanders all around
If angels are messengers from God
Please send one down to
Know the cops here
They can't run down to your house
Sometimes
Lovin' you has gotten weird
You'll see the sun hanging low
The bar lights and the liquor
And the way all the
Throwing rocks at a window
Stumble into a telephone pole
While the
I was saying let me out of here before I
You think that you have found a way to ease
I don't know why we can't talk
Every time we try
Trust is a weird thing
Make you crazy
Make you jealous
Make you
when I see the moon,I hear the sound of the
I try not to drink,
'cause if I sit and think
I try not to drink 'cause if I sit and
Seen a lot of things we didn't wanna see
But I'm
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