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Spring Break 1899 Lyrics - Red Of Tooth And Claw - Murder By Death

The sun is comin' up over the hill... 

Or maybe it's not I can't even tell 

But there's a warmth on my face 

That isn't the blood 

And my tears are turnin' 

The snow into mud 

 

And I can't feel my left leg 

But I think it's still there 

Did I kill anybody? 

Hell, I never fight fair 

 

What state am I in? 

Am I still on the run? 

Has it really been so long 

Since I've seen the sun? 

 

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My instincts are telling me 

To pick up and go 

But I can't feel my fingers 

And I can't move my toes 

There's a drained bourbon bottle 

Layin' next to my head 

And the piss and the vomit 

Are the sheets on my bed 

 

Is it you? Could it be you? 

Don't want it to 

 

I went out all night drinking 

So I took the bait 

And I jumped off the interstate 

To Highway 8 

To the bars full of girls 

Who all know me by name 

They all drink the same drinks 

And they all fuck the same 

 

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Now my eyes are turnin' red 

In this hotel bar 

And she's breathing out smoke 

As she motions towards the door 

The kindness of a stranger 

Or a trick of the trade? 

God knows I'm not the first mistake 

That she's made 

 

Is it you? Could it be you? 

Don't want it to 

Is it you? Could it be you? 

Don't want it to 

 

I been down and out 

I been spit on for so long 

I stored my shame in my belly 

'till I needed to be strong 

 

In my last guilty whim 

I stole a map and a truck 

It's pure chance 

That i haven't already been picked up 

But from here on the slate's clean 

I'm headin' way south 

Always heard the girls were pretty there 

I got to find out! 

Look Ma your son's a travelin' man! 

I don't know what I did 

But I'll do all the good that I can... 

 

Could it be you? 

Could it be you? 

Could it be you? 

Could it be you? 

Could it be you? 

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