all this things i love
We run through the dark woods
We spoke to the gods
all the cards are stacked against us
all these freaks are looking at us
but they don’t know what we've done and what we love
how to live when you are lost
Straight down by the sideroad
yeah i’m leading the way
they use sticks to eat the food, right?
we use sticks to beat the shit off
my arms, my chest
are bleeding.
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