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Instead of carving up the wall Why don't you open up me tall I am ready, I am ready for a fall
Instead of carving up the wall Why don't you open up me tall I am ready, I am ready for a fall
Instead of carving up the wall Why don't you open up me tall I am ready, I am ready for a fall
Instead of carving up the wall Why don't you open up me tall I am ready, I am ready for a fall
Instead of carving up the wall Why don't you open up me tall I am ready, I am ready for a fall
Instead of carving up the wall Why don't you open up me tall I am ready, I am ready for a fall
On our own Carving out these paths Hoping that they last
Caged Locked in perpetual motion Carving our wounds wide open But you let the wrong one in
Caged Locked in perpetual motion Carving our wounds wide open But you let the wrong one in
Leaving your bones out on the stones, picking them clean (picking them clean) And carving the truth, while harvesting you to feed the machine (to feed the machine)
Watch him fight Carving words and walls Made like a warrior Stand so taller than me Carving out your words in the walls I can’t reach my love Where you’re wasting away
Cutting white lines in black matter! I see them shining through your drunken eyes, Carving silver is strange weather.
You know he got some string and he got some wood He did some carving and he was good And folks came running so they could hear The young New Mexican puppeteer
You know he got some string and he got some wood He did some carving and he was good And folks came running so they could hear The young New Mexican puppeteer
Committing the crime of taking your time You're laughing we're carving Your name in a tree for the kids to see We hear ya, we fear your ecstasy You paid the penalty You could have wasted
Starving, I've got this hunger Growling from deep within Carving internal thunder Oh a craving that wears me thin
Starving, I've got this hunger Growling from deep within Carving internal thunder Oh a craving that wears me thin
So sick of secondhand lovers carving names on my chest If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess Promise you won't let on
They all ran after the farmer's wife She cut off their tails with a carving knife
You know he got some string and he got some wood He did some carving and he was good And folks came running so they could hear The young New Mexican puppeteer
You know he got some string and he got some wood He did some carving and he was good And folks came running so they could hear The young New Mexican puppeteer
You are the one I'm searching for Flesh of my flesh, Bone of my bone Love's carving it in the stone Never, never let you go Return the days we had before Soul of my soul, blood of my blood Love's carving it in my heart
Now you know that we blame you You tried to walk on the trail we were carving Now you know that we framed you
