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