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Unwound

my chest I'm gonna spend the night gettin' down 'Cause that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound That woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound

off my chest Gonna spend the night gettin' down 'Cause that woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound That woman I had wrapped around my finger just come unwound

i guess i had my chance, i'm told it was my obligation at dusk i held the ground and prayed for morning to come quickly that night i held your hand, together

it's such a sad thing, but not a bad thing, when something's haunting your sacred scene. and what's the purpose of getting drunker when something's missing

actors, bastards, factory workers. it was an accident. it was an accident. beauty parlors. racecar drivers. it was an accident. it was an accident. we

i'm alone and now i'm sorry i'm at home and now it's scary and it seems like somethings coming soon. day comes around and i won't wake up dismiss the

sick sick sick sick sick of intention, full of pretension. collectors items, don't ever buy them. massive attention. fond of infection. newcomer dances

say it first i won't pretend to know what to do about death and dying more than you, graves don't talk and souls don't speak in tongues and the dead sea

getting sick of business. overlook what's in us. sugarcoat the palate. lower all our standards. cynical awareness. lucky to be careless. everybody's got