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Caught up in glue
Living like a daydream
Looking like somebody new
All stitched up in your tight seams
Raised in the ripples
Call for the drinks we need
It looks plain and simple
But when they cut, they don’t bleed
Up on the stake
When the wheels touch down
The shovels and rakes
Bury us right down in the ground
I know what’s at stake, when the wheels touch down
No points in the quiver
The headwall comes crumbling
So hot that we shiver
And our mouths they start mumbling
But you can try to defend
And stay off of your back
But the lips get swollen
As the widow makers they make contact
Let the tongues speak in tongues
And let the starts get finished
Let the necks get hung
Before they even know what the sin is
Why don’t you just let it come clear?
I have been passed over