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It seems lately when I walk down the street
There's something in my neighborhood
It's getting stronger every day
There's a rumor that lights up
the good times are
And when your eyes find mine I see that look on your face
Every once in a while I know something to be nothing else but true
And right
moving on the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

The shadows freak in the autumn winds
That make me draw inside myself in silence
Cross
the other night.
There was blood on the bed
And the lights in their eyes.
If you came around the back
We could take them by surprise.

Your friend from
cannot see you movin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
The shadows freek in the autumn winds that make me draw inside myself in
Another bundle comes along
But by this time something's gone wrong

Awake all night deprived of sleep
It's overload they're in too deep then...

She
who'll have me. It runs in the family, I came by it honestly, do what you want who knows it might fill me up
Me up
Me up
Me up
Me up
Me up
Me up
on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
The shadows freek in the autumn winds that make me draw inside myself in silence
Cross legged now I
about to do something stupid

The girl in my bed is kinda distant right now,
I know shes thinkin' shes a bit frightened somehow,
I don't think she
of something in a book by Don DeLillo about how terrorists are the only true artists left, because they're the only ones who are still capable of really
someone else. 
Little bit of style stuck in between your incisors, 
Implied supervisory, swallow the knick-knacks you borrowed from the shelf. 
It's
killed your mom 
If I knew I could have done something 
You'll never see him again 
Yeah but I see him every night 
And cover my ears in tears as he
I keep putting expression looks upon my face
An awful waste of human skin who waits for Autumn to begin
While far from grace, will do me in to late