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I see the lightning from the storm in Mexico
And I see my doesn't work
I cross the desert and disappear into the
I tip the bottle and bite the

I the thunder from the storm down in Mexico
And I the border far behind
I feel the dust coat my teeth and turn my to mud
I tip the and bite the lime

There no moral to this story at all
Anything I tell you well could be a lie
I've been away from the living, I need to be forgiven
I'm just waiting for that black soul of mine
To come

Well, I feel the wind from the storm down in Mexico
for another hundred miles
I cross the river and leave my shoes up on the other
I tip the bottle and the lime

ain't no moral to this story at all
Anything I tell you very could be a lie
Been from the living, I don't need to be forgiven
I'm just waiting for cold black, sun-cracked soul of mine
To come

alive, yeah

Well, I the rain drops from the storm down in Mexico
Truck go no further, out of gas
I walk through the past the lizard and a rattlesnake
I tip the and bite the lime

There ain't no to this story at all
And anything I tell you very well be a lie
There no morals to these stories at all
And everything I tell you, you can bet be a lie
I been away from the living, I need to be forgiven
I'm waiting for that cold black, sun-cracked
Numb-inside, soul of
To alive

alive
Come
Come