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October, First Account lyrics
I will bring anything for three
With a dusty smile and a loaded gun
You ask me again, whats in it for me?
Well thanks and tell me come undone
Painted red, our hands are white
I ve never seen this place before
Seen through, we re on our way
Through and through each bolted door
Driving us down for it s chase
And we run any day we ll skip town
It ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it s chase
And we run any day we ll skip town
It ll never hear us come
Wont you help me out?
Won t you please help me figure it all out?
We ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
We ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
But we re not out of ammo yet
But we re not out of ammo yet
Oh now no, won t you help me out?
Won t you please help me figure it all out?
We ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
We ve cut ourselves open a hundred times
But we re not out of ammo yet, not yet
But we re not out of ammo yet, not yet
Driving us down for it s chase
And we run any day we ll skip town
It ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it s chase
And we run any day we ll skip town
It ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it s chase
And we run any day we ll skip town
It ll never hear us come
Driving us down for it s chase
And we run any day we ll skip town
It ll never hear us come
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