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Transsexual Blackout (The Movement)
by The Bronx
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Somewhere along the way I had to break away
Just like a flash of light seen running into the night
I can't quit, I won't stop
I confessed I've always been a mess
And then I woke up in your wedding dress
Baby, you know I gotta swing from gallows
Cause my head already hangs low
Cause these days are so slow
Give me an empty canvas
So I can throw it away
Cause 26 years on the run ain't no fun
I can't quit I won't stop
No matter what you say or who you do
There's no way in hell I'm coming back to you
Baby you know, I gotta swing from gallows
Cause my head already hangs low
Cause these days are so slow
I don't want romance and I don't need a second chance
I just want out of this fucking quicksand
I gotta burn this wasteland down
Because I'm tired of fucking around
Baby you know I gotta swing from gallows
Cause my head already hangs low cause these days are so slow
I don't want romance and I don't need a second chance
I just want out of this fucking quicksand
I gotta burn this wasteland down
Somewhere along the way I had to break away
Just like a flash of light seen running into the night
I can't quit, I won't stop
I confessed I've always been a mess
And then I woke up in your wedding dress
Baby, you know I gotta swing from gallows
Cause my head already hangs low
Cause these days are so slow
Give me an empty canvas
So I can throw it away
Cause 26 years on the run ain't no fun
I can't quit I won't stop
No matter what you say or who you do
There's no way in hell I'm coming back to you
Baby you know, I gotta swing from gallows
Cause my head already hangs low
Cause these days are so slow
I don't want romance and I don't need a second chance
I just want out of this fucking quicksand
I gotta burn this wasteland down
Because I'm tired of fucking around
Baby you know I gotta swing from gallows
Cause my head already hangs low cause these days are so slow
I don't want romance and I don't need a second chance
I just want out of this fucking quicksand
I gotta burn this wasteland down
