Correction Lyrics Eastern Highways by Nothing,nowhere.

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And these eastern highways
Are brittle like my bones
December's got me feeling like
I never left home
And these eastern highways
Are brittle like my bones
December's got me feeling like
I never left home

Forget my name cause I'ma crawl away
Storing shame inside my skinny frame
Know you hate when you don't get your way
And isn't that something?
Barefoot on the train tracks
Sunburn on my crooked back
Little poems about my brittle bones
Scream for help, then I hide alone

And these eastern highways
Are brittle like my bones
December's got me feeling like
I never left home

Then the asphalt cracks
It's windows froze and an all black jacket
Grab that hatchet, say I won't do it
Outside skin, inside red fluid
Consume all the fumes
Now your veins pump sewage
Alone, no home, who the f*ck needs a unit?
Much less a crew dude, I'm a lewd dude
See the sky looks blue to you, to me it only used to

I see the water in your eyelids
Let them fall into the garden
The soil is fertile with the old days
So grow the things that you could never say

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