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Beck - Deadweight
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On a highway unpaved going my way Youre so alone today Like a ghost town Ive found Theres no relief, no salt in the sea Is it true what they say You cant behave You gamble your soul away Measuring your dreams of this life seems Like the gristle of loneliness Dont let the sun catch ya crying Dont let the sun catch ya crying Like an nice age nice days On your way sipping the golden dregs On a rip tide freaks ride Sleep inside a parasites appetite Oh say cant ya see the chemistry The parasites, the cleanup fee Death leather hands recycled cans Get well cards to the hostage vans Dont let the sun catch ya crying Dont let the sun catch ya crying Youre a deadweight right straight On your way sunk in the midnight shade Skies burn eyes turn Learning to counterfeit their disease In this town where we roam We bluff our souls on canteen patios Drink the greatest draft The music drags the music drags the music drags... Dont let the sun catch ya crying Dont let the sun catch ya crying
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