Her hair
Soft drifted snow
Death white
I'd like to know
Why she hates
All
I'll show you the way
I could make it seem sound
I've been casing your joint
For the best years of my
This is the daybreak
And this is the love we make
But
Driving south 'round midnight
Man, I must have been insane
Driving south
Dawn sings in the garden
Phone sings in the hall
This boy's
Watch me at war, really up
You wanna hurt me stop
I've seen your severed head
At a banquet for the dead
All
I'm serious
I want her
I have to be sure
I admit that
Love spreads her arms
Waits there for the nails
I forgive you
River splashes against the rocks
And I scale the slope and
Way down deep dark and funky
Tie me tightly to your
I can feel the earth begin to move
I hear my
In the misery dictionary
Page after page after page
In the misery
I'm standing on a hilltop
A hundred miles from home
I can't
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