Cold winter and a stereo
The last things I remember
Crack spreading in your window shield
We weren't getting any younger
They told us all to get away
We just stayed even longer
Tried to get a deal struck up
There was no money to launder
They never really taught us kids
All that they had squandered
They never really taught us kids that
We were born to wander
Cold winter and a stereo
The last things I remember
Getting drunk in an alleyway
Mid to late December
Populated with stupid heads
We got the wool stretched over our eyelids
Feels bad choking on a leash
Dripping muffled sentences
They never really taught us kids
All that they had squandered
They never really taught us kids that
We were born to wander
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Dammit every track makes me smile. How did you do that? If a friend recommends this album to you, hang on to them because they're just as fabulously messed up as you are. I'd like to thank my bank for allowing me to buy things online again. Thank you. Everyone. Thanks. duskbringer
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