Wickenburg
I heard you come in
You saw the night mask I was wearing
You laid down too close
I rolled over you thought I spoke
"Wudya say?"
Posed real soft
"Shut the door
Today was real rough"
I heard you slip out
In the morning
2am we're being torn apart
By a wild wicked thing that thinks of no one but itself
And some run
And some cough
And some get out of there
And some get lost
I wouldn't mind
Getting lost with you
I wouldn't mind
That at all
You saw the night mask I was wearing
You laid down too close
I rolled over you thought I spoke
"Wudya say?"
Posed real soft
"Shut the door
Today was real rough"
I heard you slip out
In the morning
2am we're being torn apart
By a wild wicked thing that thinks of no one but itself
And some run
And some cough
And some get out of there
And some get lost
I wouldn't mind
Getting lost with you
I wouldn't mind
That at all
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