Monday, February 4, 2013

By God, I'm tired


By God, I'm tired
I'm tired and I want to go home
She's warm, like a fire
The smoke will lead you home

My hands are tied
Tied to the evil I know
It's wild, like fire
The smoke will lead you home

My heart has tired
Tired from the bag of stone
She's wild, like fire
The smoke will lead you home

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