Soul Searching Sally

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Soul Searching Sally sat back in her chair
Just to strike out some lifelines
From her miles of black hair
If she trimmed out the sinners
Then her head would be bare
So she styled up a new life only hell could share

'Cause even our demons
Travel up the middle line
Most of us are just
Having a good time
Laughing or crying
Playing or dying
All that matters is who's holding the knife
So take me back to the bottle
Take me back to bed
Help me sleep off the demons
In the back of my head
Take me back to the bottle
Take me back to sea
Take me back to see Sally

My hometown is red
With a bright silver line
Where the portraits of the pious
And the elderly shine
Sally's hair just makes a noose in the pines
Where the sinners hang up
Their living fears of dying

'Cause even our demons
Travel up the middle line
Most of us are just
Having a good time
Laughing or crying
Playing or dying
All that matters is who's holding the knife
So take me back to the bottle
Take me back to bed
Help me sleep off the demons
In the back of my head
Take me back to the bottle
Take me back to sea
Take me back to see Sally

I had a dream
A field was littered with heads
And they're carved from the roots
and the trunks of the dead
Sally has piled them all
To make her a bed
And she told me of my dreams
And this is what she said

'Cause even our demons
Travel up the middle line
Most of us are just
Having a good time
Laughing or crying
Playing or dying
All that matters is who's holding the knife
So take me back to the bottle
Take me back to bed
Help me sleep off the demons
In the back of my head
Take me back to the bottle
Take me back to sea
Take me back to see Sally

Well, Sally walks up
With those sticks in her stare
And they're sharpened for me
Just like the noose of her hair
She'll take me away, but I don't care
'Cause I never even asked
For my death to be fair

'Cause even our demons
Travel up the middle line
Most of us are just
Having a good time
Laughing or crying
Playing or dying
All that matters is who's holding the knife
So take me back to the bottle
Take me back to bed
Help me sleep off the demons
In the back of my head
Take me back to the bottle
Take me back to sea
Take me back to see Sally

So take me back to the bottle
Take me back to bed
Help me sleep off the demons
In the back of my head
Take me back to the bottle
Take me back to sea
Take me back to see Sally

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