The Desert Sessions Holey Dime

Salty wounds or lemonade
That's more like it
I flood a road to take a life
Oh I love it
Wait that crushed all them bones
See who's standing
A plan that disappears in the smoke
You deserve it

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You heave and you ho And you've fallen behind
A hand-full of knowledge that weakens you mind
A heart full of truth that is making you blind

Oh Holey Dime.

Sent to hell on paper wings
They're all laughing
A drone that permeates all things
Now you're tone-deaf
A stitch in time and it's your tongue
To chew on leather
The nectar falls into your mouth
And turns to gravel

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