Bucknives And Butterflies

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VERSE 1
To pass the nights
She writes children letters from home
You’re so cut-throat
Leaving all your plans unknown
We all have these kinds of friendships
That keep us lying around like ghosts
We all face these kinds of hardships
That keep us dying and dying alone

VERSE 2
Cut, listen to radio
At night the kids are safe
Apart to live a life
Where you are absently upon display
By the way these kinds of friendships
Keep us lying around like ghosts
You will face these kinds of hardships
That keep us dying and dying alone

OUTRO
Like a stab to throat
Romancing the choke

Dancing’s a joke

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