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We were going to talk about something else About how you were slapped And thrown out on a dirt road   She licks her lips Yes Breaking you in the door jamb Off a kerosene light Moths still circle By the light from the front porch        Yes In her mind she stills sees it shining Down on dark country road Miles of barbed wire fences That you lean on as if drunk Rusted snagged and torn cuts All almighty your heart Yeah Tailights of his truck driving off in the rain Nights where you light a cigarette and lay where he's been But He slammed me up and shut Like an ironing board Locked me in the closet It is hard to breath Walking down the road Barefoot and tired A rattlesnake Beneath every step Beer can crushed A moon shadowed sillohuet
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Mar 10, 2012
Mar 10, 2012 at 7:48 PM UTC
Hello, Mr. Heartache
We were going to talk about something else About how you were slapped And thrown out on a dirt road   She licks her lips Yes Breaking you in the door jamb Off a kerosene light Moths still circle By the light from the front porch        Yes In her mind she stills sees it shining Down on dark country road Miles of barbed wire fences That you lean on as if drunk Rusted snagged and torn cuts All almighty your heart Yeah Tailights of his truck driving off in the rain Nights where you light a cigarette and lay where he's been But He slammed me up and shut Like an ironing board Locked me in the closet It is hard to breath Walking down the road Barefoot and tired A rattlesnake Beneath every step Beer can crushed A moon shadowed sillohuet
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Equatorial Guinean
Mar 10, 2012
Mar 10, 2012 at 7:48 PM UTC
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