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The Crooked Kind - Radical Face |
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I heard you tellin' lies |
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I heard you say you weren't born of our blood |
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I know we're the crooked kind |
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But you're crooked too, boy, and it shows |
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Some get dealt simple hands |
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Some walk the common paths, all nice and worn |
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But all folks are damaged goods |
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It ain't a talk of "if," |
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just one of "when" and "how" |
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So, collect your scars and wear 'em well |
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Your blood's a good an ink as any |
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Go scratch your name into the clouds |
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And pull 'em all... down |
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The thunder plays it's drum |
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The air is heavy with the smell of storms |
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And I sit beside my brother |
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and I feel him shake |
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As he laughs himself right back to sleep |
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And I'm laughin' with him |
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But I smell their blood |
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My finger's trace their faces in the wood |
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I hear their voices somewhere in my bones |
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I feel them sing along when I'm alone |
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When I'm not too frightened |
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that is when I know |
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That I'm here with everyone |
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They're never truly gone |
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I know it's everyone |
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And I hear their songs |
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Oh, I'm lost with everyone |
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Shadows dance around the room |
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I know their names |
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I carry their blood too |
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They sing forgotten songs |
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But I know the words |
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They've been with me since I was born |
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As I grew I danced with them too |
