Girls Guns & Glory centralia

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Rivers don’t run orange out in nature don’t you know?
Rivers are the lifeblood of the land
These hills got carved out a million years ago,
When no one was around to mine their coal
There’s a town in Pennsylvania
Been on fire for 50 years
Claimed the lives of the resident who once lived there
An omen that’s wide open for all to understand
The gap ‘tween hell and the promised land
In these hills there’s a limited supply
We’re gonna keep on digging until the well runs dry
No money without fuel, that we cannot afford to take
God bless the human race
Little Todd Dombowski almost fell to his doom
Playing in his backyard on Valentine’s afternoon
Instead of chasing young girls hearts he clung to his potential tomb
Clinging to the ground like a flower in bloom
In these hills there’s a limited supply
We’re gonna keep on digging until the well runs dry
No money without fuel, that we cannon afford to take
God bless the human race
Then the state bought out the town and the fire it still burn
Reducing all within it’s path to ash and the world, it still turns
There’s a town in Pennsylvania that’ll burn for 300 years
The government took its zip code and it disappeared
In these hills there’s a limited supply
We’re gonna keep on digging until the well runs dry
No money without fuel, that we cannon afford to take
God bless the human race

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