It's funny how you can miss someone,
even when they're sitting
In my mind, not enough birds have died
in the shadow
Digging this hole
sure takes it out of you,
but it's
If you're to believe in the things that I say,
You
We’re not always lucky enough
To find what we want in
It feels colder
Than I remember
But the cold I always try
I fed the wolves, to try to keep them quiet,
We sleep together,
While all around us,
People kill each other where
Dark night, it's a dark night.
And you can feel
Leave it by the roadside
I can't carry this all tonight
This
Every now and then
I get a little too close
To a
Heavens above, I've seen this before,
but no medicine I choose
When I was a kid I grew up in a
If you’re freezing on your left side
And you’re boiling on
The night was so cold all the cats had gone
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