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Where have we landed lost inside
Enemy's lines a hostile cry
Alone with no one by my side
To guide me through the dark of night
Yet before my
From father to son
The blood runs thin
See faces frozen still
Against the wind

The seam is split
The coal face cracked
The lines are long
There's no
fucked the world just like you fucking a donkey
new rules for animals
red-neck? I'd rather be dead

The thin white line is such a waste of time
you
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.

She
Waitin for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast of Meridian.

She
played
Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town 
Me and Lillian
Just across the line and a little southeast
Was I bewitched by the thin red line
And let it snip the silver twine
I stare in silence
That is mine

Discomfort of my silent fear, so icy
Develop your body, imprison your mind,
With bars in the form of thin white lines
First on parade and then on your back,
You're cracked!
Blood runs red
A bridge wrapped in flames,
Or soft candle light. 
One's for: "I love you."
One's for: "Its over. Goodbye." 
Forever is such a thin line,
Between
tropical fish in habitat aquaria.

Mad as hell but afraid to speak,
Our thin red line is a yellow streak.
Eager to please - keep your backs to the plough.
enemies
Why can't we seem to keep it together?

In the back room of the Pentagon
There's a thin man with the line drawn
With a red jaw and a red bite
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity

Wise man lookin' in a blade
played

Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian

Just across the line
And a little southeast
Lighter square freestyle the tale I'ma tell later
Hike to the thin red line that's Sheridan
By the time my name dries waitin' for the train here it is
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel, thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield for dignity

Wise man lookin' in a blade
Anything!

Gimmie a Hot Tub Time Machine, the Cradle Will Rock,
A Thin Red Line, Pushing Tin, Shadows and Fog.

1408...2012!

Oh Serendipity, Say
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity

Wise man lookin' in
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel
Thin man lookin' at his last meal
Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield
For dignity

Wise man lookin' in a blade
The same damn thing
As the crowd passes by
And he sticks out his hand.

Deck the halls,
Rudolph the red-nosed wino
Knows it's Christmas time.
Jingle
played

Waitin' for the Alabama sun to go down
Two red dirt girls in a red dirt town
Me and Lillian

Just across the line
And a little southeast
A coward dies a thousand times
Death before dishonor
Cross the thin red line
So stay alive
(No other place to go)
Silence the facts
Disillusions are
Down where the men, they can't go.
 
By early the next morning, 
I rose up to tight, 
My eyes were as red as the light.
My pockets were empty,
waste no time
Hit the bar up two cases of wine
Cute face thin waste line
Drop to the beat pop to the base line
To all my girls that's kickin it
You
Fat man looking in a blade of steel
Thin man looking at his last meal
Hollow man looking in a cotton field
For dignity

Wise man looking in
you, pain pumps cool-aid, through the vein and shit
Snatch the trap then i dash like damon did
Doc, walk _thin red lines_ to shell shock
Hairlock with