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Cut your break lines, break headlights
for you at the stop sign
Disconnected iron
fires, smothered young

Always the first one on the
A midsummer
Nights

Thank you Lord for this oil
For her car
For I'm

Heaven sent us a but Hell tried his resolve
And you thought you were done for
I pulled

While you your eyes
In the seat
I sat and you

Always the one on the scene
A pyromantic midsummer nights
me, trust me

We'll wait for it, pray for it, on the brakes
we're over it, under it screaming like bombs for it
Dear me, I've it again

Thank you Lord, for the gun
For the bad aim
For I'm

God's down on us
He shines His grace on
He shines His grace on

The greatest lovers were first
The lovers were murderers first
The greatest lovers murderers first