Ink into tattoo, it’s your favorite, it’s your birthday.
The baby smokes. Didn’t need it. Cut to pieces.
A second chance you bought and hope to try to beat it.
Because I dance like the desert wouldn’t [?] it.
Face down with a little resign and proper [?].
And drinks the sacrament of [?].
She’s waits weeks waking in the [?] nursery.
A sunshine hospital veteran [?].
And the delivery of a brand new burning baby.
Home is where the heart lies.
A lot of love, but we need it.
Pray we keep it.
A faded daze, let the science be the secret.
The body craves and we behave and then repeat it.
Be not afraid, you’re only buried as you leave it. [?]
Face down with a little resign and proper [?].
And drinks the sacrament of [?]
She’s waits weeks waking in the [?] nursery.
A sunshine hospital veteran [?].
And the delivery of a brand new burning baby.
Home is where the heart lies.
Face down with a little resign and proper [?].
And drinks the sacrament of [?]
She’s waits weeks waking in the [?] nursery.
A sunshine hospital veteran [?].
And the delivery of a brand new burning baby.
Home is where the heart lies.
Home is where the heart lies.
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