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All my limbs are lead.
They sleep concrete boxes as beds.
Surfing on the river of Styx, I've come to grips that maybe I could get away if I didn't try.
I kept you locked inside my wrist.
I was selfish.
All my sins are sad.
I was a vulture laughing at kids before I made a bet with the devil and came to god with a plea,
Let's put our two heads together and make a man out of me and he said,
"I'm all strung out on miracles, choking on mounds of marigolds."
They sleep concrete boxes as beds.
Surfing on the river of Styx, I've come to grips that maybe I could get away if I didn't try.
I kept you locked inside my wrist.
I was selfish.
All my sins are sad.
I was a vulture laughing at kids before I made a bet with the devil and came to god with a plea,
Let's put our two heads together and make a man out of me and he said,
"I'm all strung out on miracles, choking on mounds of marigolds."