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As new as he, California’s gonna kill you soon
A bus with boys, but calls in the shadow of the moon
Black houses in the hills and road side hearts
Dying for a place to fall apart
Who knew that you can learn to live without?
Mother Mary’s laying in your mouth now
Big home to catch his warm with grace must whine
Never think this girl is nice to grown
You left a look for him, but you’re far
from the heart like tonight
So quietly we’re lost and were here
The desert put a babbler in your ear
Mean fight away and not miss you again
Boston boys are speeding to the wind now
Back home a hammer always has to fall
Crosses barely hanging on the wall.
Someday I know you’ll never leave me
But we’re far from the heart like tonight