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Passed out in yard
My clothes were in the morning rain
My just a bruise, like walking in a coma
Like a battered
All my are numb

I've been driving past house
Been pounding at door
I know I'm a peon to you
But I more
Than

My hearts are on the sleeves of my shirts scattered your lawn
And the morning dew... kissed

Drunk on Day
pennies at the broken birds
Scribbling plans on
A sketch of broken wings under your bed
My

over to your house
I'll sneak in the door
I know I've been an asshole to you, but that was
The argument, the
Well, I've heard it's just a of time before the hour is spent
And my is spent
I can't afford it time
I can't afford this
I can't this time
I can't it...

The hour has come for
I'm the walls down
I'm storming the down
The has come for retribution
I'm storming the down
I'm storming the down
this night's done, the wounds will be gone
I'm storming the down
I'm the walls down

The of the Vineyard
Less talk, dancing
If we could push off the sick one more night
I would
My shoes gathered the dust of the vineyard
Have I soiled gown?
There's soil on your gown, like
Cleanses the
Our clogged hearts are choking on the
As the big band on
Your eyes whisper...

"The is out.
I can her on your velvet hands."
The is out --
are we in the motions again?

Oh, but was it
In the
Sangria, you bless
The starving
virgin lips
Would choke on all grime
found some dirt under my nails
I'll scratch and until...

The is out
but sangria burns under my
The is out --
I thought I'd wash these hands again

my skin....