Searching Souls

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Lions Of West Texas

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Picking up cigarettes off the floor
I caught him begging please
To every car that's passing
By on Walnut and 15th
When the sun goes down at
Four o'clock, the winter days ain't free
He'll be bringing nothing home
To feed his wife and kids
"Thank you for the
Headache," she said
As she walked into the daylight
They were both born to survive
Now they're merely
Searching souls, searching souls
They always struggle to
Believe in something more
Searching souls, searching souls
When there's nothing left
We're clinging onto hope
There's a woman stumbling
At the 7-Eleven parking lot
Bottle in a paper bag in hand
She hopes to put her pain to a stop
The scars around her legs
And arms are symbols of the past
She wears them proudly 'cause she
Knows he's never coming back
And if these people call this
Paradise, then what do they call Hell
Nothing ever truly lasts when
We're all just
Searching souls, searching souls
They always struggle to
Believe in something more
Searching souls, searching souls
When there's nothing left
We're clinging onto hope
I don't believe that
There's a crime that
Anyone should die for
But at the end of the day
The victim carries the pain
The eyes and ears of
Strangers carry stories
With happiness and grief
But in the end
They'll be happy to live through today
Searching souls, searching souls
They always struggle to
Believe in something more
Searching souls, searching souls
When there's nothing left
We're clinging onto hope
When push comes to shove
When push comes to shove
We know it's always tough in
The city that we love
When push comes to shove
When push comes to shove
We know it's always tough in
The city that we love

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