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Luke Doucet Blood S Too Rich

(that's nice). But not that but about your hell. Because my blood's too rich for subway cars, and I'm too poor for a cab. I'm too old for the girl I

me thirsty, let's get started now. I wonder if they know? I wonder if it shows up on my face? First day in this unfamiliar place. Let's go see if Grimey

be waving out the window as I pass the airplane by. Through Michigan to Illinois and Indiana, too. I'll turn the rig towards the north, but still away from you- are waltzing through my mind's

take you home Where all the sleeping and loving goes Where there's no other place to be alone and so I wanna take you home. The wind is blowing stronger The road is still too

my holster, and leave this town untouched. There's no revolution in this sunshine. But the comandante, he's looking underfed. I don't think there's anything back in Hillsboro that's

for awhile It's the grooviest thing It's the perfect dream Into the sea You and me All these years and no one heard I'll show you in spring It's a treacherous

(that's nice). But not that but about your hell. Because my blood's too rich for subway cars, and I'm too poor for a cab. I'm too old for the girl I