Nicole Dollanganger – Creek Blues (Guitar)

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Pills eat through you like acid burning holes

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Through your head, your mind, your bones and enamel

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Handcuffed to the bed like you’re an animal

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I don’t even recognize you anymore

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Try to put you down like an old dog to sleep

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Cut your branches off but you’re a dying tree

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The doctors came and pulled the sheet up over your head

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You’re already dead, you just don’t know it yet

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You are sick and I hate you and love you for it

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You’re a wreck but I’m always going to want you

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I hate to see the knife always under your arm

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Alone at night, cutting up neighborhood dogs

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You snuck me to your daddy’s bedroom

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Showed me all his guns

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You said, “Careful or you’ll blow your head off

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Make sure the safety’s on”

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Leaving things to die in the mud at the creek

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Pumping shotgun slugs out into the trees

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You run your fingers on the wood and feel its bullet holes

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It gives you something I could never give you or ever really know

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You are sick and I hate you and love you for it

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You’re a wreck but I’m always going to want you

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And I don’t want to know what you’ve done

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Or what you think about doing

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I don’t want to know, so don’t tell me