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She Is Free
Cold wind blow this waiting blood,
Flow into my ashen arms.
Ice stream prick my sleeping skin.
She is like the so black time,
Race on in and never go away.
She's just like this wind.
Black Car, with your creaking wheel,
Take away these thoughts of mine.
Once there was a crazy man
Staring from his drunken eyes,
Staring stony into her elbow's way
Stared at me and tellin' me,
'Stead of 'oh, poor lonely me,
I claw the bed and I claw my hair.
Oh black car, with your creaking wheel,
Take away these thoughts of mine.
Pictures sing in rhythm with 'em.
Dig the holes for me to sleep inside.
She is free,
A shadow crossing the sky,
Free from hope and this misery.
She's beautiful, so beautiful away from me.
She is free.
She is free.
Instead of me is this creaking wheel,
Take away these thoughts of mine
Pictures sing in rhythm with 'em
Dig the holes for me to sleep inside
Black car, with your creaking wheels
Take away these thoughts of mine
Catch us sing in rhythm with 'em.
Dig both holes for me to sleep inside
She is free.
Shadow crossing the sky.
Free from hope and this misery.
So beautiful away from me.
She is free.
She is free
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She is free
She is free.
So beautiful away from me.
Free from hope and this misery.
Shadow crossing the sky.
She is free.
Dig both holes for me to sleep inside
Catch us sing in rhythm with 'em.
Take away these thoughts of mine
Black car, with your creaking wheels
Dig the holes for me to sleep inside
Pictures sing in rhythm with 'em
Take away these thoughts of mine
Instead of me is this creaking wheel,
She is free.
She is free.
She's beautiful, so beautiful away from me.
Free from hope and this misery.
A shadow crossing the sky,
She is free,
Dig the holes for me to sleep inside.
Pictures sing in rhythm with 'em.
Take away these thoughts of mine.
Oh black car, with your creaking wheel,
I claw the bed and I claw my hair.
'Stead of 'oh, poor lonely me,
Stared at me and tellin' me,
Staring stony into her elbow's way
Staring from his drunken eyes,
Once there was a crazy man
Take away these thoughts of mine.
Black Car, with your creaking wheel,
She's just like this wind.
Race on in and never go away.
She is like the so black time,
Ice stream prick my sleeping skin.
Flow into my ashen arms.
Cold wind blow this waiting blood,
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