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Hand Me My Shovel, I’m Going In!
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Will Wood
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My heart was stolen by a blind pickpocket In the deep city streets in the summer of 2012 And I never even saw her face My dreams were shattered like a stained gla** window Jesus in Pieces! I believe I threw a brick right through Him But my memory could not be saved It just seems unlikely that it?s me who was to blame So I bookmark my DSM ?cause I need to remember my place This is not enough! This is not enough to prove it yet! No, I need to hit the bottom Gotta get to the bottom of this Take you with me ? My soul was crushed like a tall boy Underneath the boots on the curb And I?m still picking up my molars And putting them back in my face My name was soiled by a last call spill With a backwash swill and the blackout killed me Sober on impact from a fall from grace ? Take the road on higher ground And tell me ?don?t look down! You?ll fall and break your back.? But that just reminds me how there?s more to be found beneath the black
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