Though I can’t put my hands on you
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I can feel you now
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And the bones and the blood flowing
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Needles on the ground
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In the ether I sail to you
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Floating on the fumes
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Running ground on the shore for you
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Simple record
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Til me walk down and raise the road
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To my tilted show
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I only know I made it home
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With that pound
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In your gold slack
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Yea, yea
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Though I can’t put a name on you
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I will cry it out
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In my heart I will hold what my
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Bloody hands have dropped
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Run a ground all on the floor for you
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Simple record
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Til me walk down and raise the road
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To my tilted show
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I only know I made it home
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With that pound
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In your gold slack
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In your gold slack
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Til me walk down and raise the road
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To my tilted show
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I only know I made it home
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With that pound
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In your gold slack
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Yea, yea
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Yea, yea
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In your gold slack
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Taree
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| Soundgarden |
