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Nova Scotia

๐Ÿ‘ค Ten Foot Pole โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Bad Mother Trucker โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:34
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โฑ๏ธ 2:34 duration
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I watch the objects form in cloudy skies
A bat, a pirate ship and then her eyes
So I pound a shot down
Punch my arm and set up a new round
Till me, myself, and I can't concentrate
The clouds conspire to show me what I miss
Her hair, her cheeks, her lips puckered up to kiss
the wind blows
Drags her nose
Through her forehead like a horn grows
The omen clear but years too late
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah
And I moved here to give her space
Drinking stoli to kill my memory
There's not enough to lose her face
the wind blows
Drags her nose
Through her forehead like a horn grows
The omen clear but years too late
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah
And I moved here to give her space
she poisoned our hometown
So I moved a half a world away
Where frozen winter chokes the color
Leaving black and white and gray
so I pound a shot down
Punch my arm and set up a new round
Till me, myself, and I can't concentrate
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah
And I moved here to give her space
Drinking stoli to kill my memory
There's not enough to lose her face
Nova Scotia's so damn cold yeah

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