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Rustic Overtones Rooms By The Hour Iron Boots Are your thoughts breaking? Are your thoughts crushing? Are they naked, are they aching to be pushing? Do you feel clean? I feel that too much and the hunch I didn't play beckons my way like a crutch Iron boots, aluminum wings I just can't stop running into things And I'm all smashed up Honey...today I hit the ground and found these wings made of tin will just cave in and iron boots just keep me down Are your thoughts in silence or are your thoughts in sirens? Is it steel rubing steel or is it iron to iron? Do you think like me? Does trouble just come up? What is the sickness that growls like machines in your gut? Iron boots, aluminum wings I just can't stop running into things And I'm all smashed up Honey...today I hit the ground and found these wings made of tin will just cave in and iron boots just keep me down tripping me up again iron boots and matching staight jacket suits and I fall down again on my chin Fuel spilling out, fuel still rushing inis how it begins. It's a miracle I can still stand up pulling me down with your gravity. Sadder than tragedy's sound. I still get around. I still get up with iron boots on the ground It's in times of riot not times of quiet it's were I hide it; inside it. It's the distortion, give me distortion to clear it all away. |
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