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I'm gonna fight 'em all
Seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Takin' their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night because I can't forget
Back in forth through my mind behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eyes says leave it alone
Don't wanna hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the queen of England to the hounds of hell
And if I catch you comin' back my way I'm gonna sell it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear but that's what I'll do
And the feeling coming from my bones that says 'Find a home'
I'm gonna Wichita
Far from this opera forevermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding and I'm bleeding and I'm bleeding right before the Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me and I will sing no more
And the stains comin' from my blood that tells me 'Go back home'

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