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Here at the end, pathetic again
But I`ll hang your clothes on the line, on the line
Curse all the soldiers, I swear that I`ll hold ya
When gentle days pass through my mind, through my mind
Shackle the wind and I`ll see you again
When I ain`t got nothing to prove.
Shackle the wind and I`ll see you again
When I ain`t got nothing to prove.
Indian dreams and debutante summers
I stammered and stuttered through lies, through lies
You took advantage of a splintered filled victory
While weakness held on in my eyes, in my eyes
[Chorus]
Cedar chest letters, tears in a dorm
A rain dog alone in the storm, in the storm
Victim of alleyways, cancer torn families
Victim of alleyways born, still born