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out by the tracks where the sunflowers grow high and fine,
three sets of tracks: steve and rochelle's and the last one's mine.
guy with a hat down in the weeds in a carboard box
secrets to keep.
records to seal up.
kittens weighed down with rocks.
there was a little toolshed where he made us suffer.
back at the school everyone looks like the ememy.
and we couldn't sleep and i had the voices inside of me.
steve and rochelle and me down the well all semester long.
back to the tracks to try and make peace,
but the box was gone, was gone.
there was a little toolshed where the sad man made us suffer.
three sets of tracks: steve and rochelle's and the last one's mine.
guy with a hat down in the weeds in a carboard box
secrets to keep.
records to seal up.
kittens weighed down with rocks.
there was a little toolshed where he made us suffer.
back at the school everyone looks like the ememy.
and we couldn't sleep and i had the voices inside of me.
steve and rochelle and me down the well all semester long.
back to the tracks to try and make peace,
but the box was gone, was gone.
there was a little toolshed where the sad man made us suffer.
Lyrics submitted by mdon06
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Oh, here's to my sweet Satan
The one whose little path would make me sad
Whose power is Satan
He'll give those with him 666
There was a little toolshed
Where he made us suffer, sad Satan