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Finally, found the address, junkie on a backyard mattress We sleep to kill the time Dolly walks out of the light, handful of licorice tight Ready and waiting for war The ace on the sideline And when the mist rolls through This crystal ball that I see into, I know You spread that blood like butter, deep Red Sea And when the mist rolls through Why can't you say, I believe in you? I know You spread that blood like butter, deep Red Sea Day by day, I shudder Night by night, you speak You spread that blood like butter, deep Red Sea The moon has lost its color I still love you too I spread that blood like butter, just like you Locked up in his own cell, think I like my own hell better The fire's dying in mine Dolly walks out of the light, handful of licorice tight No one is seeing the wave Of tears that come each night
Writer(s): Trevor Powers Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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