go where the river is cold and you taste like snow when the bluffs on your nose i keep holding for
you all you say is no on which way to go is not a * road i keep holding for you i just want
to check if you read my mind playing telephone with a ghost sometime running in the road you
call me blind see the good and close to commit my crime better watch your back you gonna hurt
yourself when you talk like that oh it hurts like hell go where the river is cold and you taste like
snow when the bluffs on your nose i keep holding for you all you say is no on which way to go is
not a * road
i keep holding for you let me see your palms i can read your life making promises i can keep at
night i'm not the one that can make this right eye for an eye when the sky's too bright
better watch your back you can hurt yourself when you talk like that oh it hurts like hell
go where the river is cold and you taste like snow when the bluffs on your nose
like you
all you say is no on which way to go is not a * road i keep holding for you
go where the river is cold and you taste like snow when the bluffs on your nose i keep holding for you
all you say is no on which way to go is not a * road i keep holding for you
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