Misc Originals – Boden - The Stranger (Guitar)

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Tongue tied and terrified we learned to feel ashamed

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Tongue-tied and terrified we learned how to get down on our knees

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Now our feelings run deep with cold feet

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It fills me with dread and a cold grip on the machine

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There's a stranger in this desert land

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It makes me feel like I'm drowning

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It's a man in black on a Snow White horse with a pointless life that's run its course

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It's the red rimmed eyes as the tears still flow as he fades he hears their goodbyes

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Leaves are changing color

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Green Grass Blue skies

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Hearing their deathly cries

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As their skin boils alive

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Well the smell long and lingers as the match hit my fingers

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It fills me with dread and a cold grip on the machine

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There's a stranger in this desert land

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It makes me feel like I'm drowning

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It's a man in black on a Snow White horse with a pointless life that's run its course

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It's the red rimmed eyes as the tears still flow as he fades he hears their cries

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In the attic I can still hear their cries

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 I guess they haven't fully died

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Then out of nowhere a gunshot long and lingers and dread fills my mind

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Still while their skin boils alive