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Soulmates in soda shops and bunkers
Blood on their
spurs
All is damp
The creature has a muddy hole
Just finger until you
find a soul
Lick your lips and taste your ash
First dates with shriveled
flesh and zombies
Blood on their knees
All is damp
The creature has a
muddy hole
Just finger until you find a soul
Lick your lips and taste your
ash
Arm your wooden teeth
Split the cherry gown
Pay for purple
malts
With nickel underground
Wives with etched on stars
Haunting country
sides
Rocket's red glare
Searing butterflies
Harbors fill
With bloodied
fur and tea barrels
Probe the scabs all night
Abductees in purple light
Blood on their
spurs
All is damp
The creature has a muddy hole
Just finger until you
find a soul
Lick your lips and taste your ash
First dates with shriveled
flesh and zombies
Blood on their knees
All is damp
The creature has a
muddy hole
Just finger until you find a soul
Lick your lips and taste your
ash
Arm your wooden teeth
Split the cherry gown
Pay for purple
malts
With nickel underground
Wives with etched on stars
Haunting country
sides
Rocket's red glare
Searing butterflies
Harbors fill
With bloodied
fur and tea barrels
Probe the scabs all night
Abductees in purple light
Lyrics submitted by Lani Garver
Track duration: 04:13
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