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The Dirty River Boys
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Draw
Started tearin' down the lines, We started breakin' all the rhymes And the reasons to be right This time it came again and I yelled draw
Started takin' out the guns, We started breakin all the runs About what's right and what is wrong And I think I drew my pistol; killed my conscious
Oh how that whiskey feels alright Diluted decisions through the night But when the mornin' comes, Feel the pain so cold it runs Through the desert of your mind And you know she'll never ever be satisfied
This time I've fallen over dead When all the reasons in my head Are fallin' toward the southward clouds This brewin' storm, it's gonna raise some hell
The longer standin' in the light Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When nothing's pushin' me toward right I don't care I don't give a damn And my conscious lies there bleeding in the sand
Oh how that whiskey feels alright Diluted decisions through the night But when the mornin' comes, Feel the pain so cold it runs Through the desert in my mind And I know I'll never ever be satisfied
Oh how that whiskey feels alright Diluted decisions through the night
Oh how that whiskey feels alright Diluted decisions through the night But when the mornin' comes, I feel the pain so cold it runs Through the desert in my mind And I know I'll never ever be satisfied
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