Blue and red lights lit up the like a road flare on the streets Helicopters high in the sky trying to find her through the trees Mary Ann took a ride a boy unknown from the beginning it didnt feel right Well he forced, she fought, and she said no well he took off with her life Well he was a dealer from Memphis, as a teenager trying to get his way Well he knew it was quiet and no one would find her down Iroquois
Now the runs slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the hides the cold, dark quiet
Through the years its told that these stories and they never end the right way And the blackness fills the night the devils out to play Come inside my little child hell through the night Stay away, stay hes got you in his sight
Now the river slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river hides the cold, dark to get lost, easy to get scared Well your mama always told you, child, better not catch you there Iroquois
You could smell the anhydrous through the backwoods, Knew there was wrong There were creatures of the night running to the river to deliver their goods were living on On of the was packing a badge to hide and send them to the state pen He was caught in the fire, blocked in the and outnumbered by ten
Now the runs slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river hides the cold, quiet quiet quiet Easy to get lost, easy to get your mama always told you, child, better not catch you down there Iroquois
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