My father voted for the man who killed John Prine. Such little life in this red dirt night.
We hold all our vigils in Indian casino light Steep decline, red river right
Carve me up, here’s a good knife I guess you love me, I guess I love you too You could break both hands, pointing to where it hurts I guess you love me, I guess...
Ease the eraser, against my shape This is what we mean, when we talk about fate
You have to break skin, to see if it bleeds I’m the only alibi, I’ll ever need
Carve me up, here’s a good knife I guess you love me, I guess I love you too
You could break both hands, pointing to where it hurts I guess you love me, I guess...
Soda Crown for the Whiskey King, Southern Comfort, there’s no such thing.
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