Wait, I watched you throw out your bouquet... Now I think about you every day, I'm alone now in my bed. And there's a lake, and at the bottom you'll find all my friends. They don't swim 'cause they're all dead. We never are what we intend, or invent. 'Cause I made little lies and then I pulled them apart, think something dark's living down in my heart. And if I wanted to die before I got old, I should've started some years ago digging that whole. I'll carry this box to the proper place, and when I lower it down I'll let you fade away. I hope that you would do this for me. Well, I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate if I thought it would help you get away. I hope that you would do this for me.
A deer that a hunter shot in the heart, some dogs that got hit by cars, all came to spill their guts. And we spoke about the Father, Son and Holy Ghost, and which psalms we had learned the most, and then we all turned to dirt and dust. Some men die under the mountain, just looking for gold. Some die looking for a hand to hold. I'll carry this box to the proper place, and when I lower it down I'll let you fade away. I hope that you would do this for me. Well, I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate if I thought it would help you get away. I hope that you would do this for me.
I stole bricks from the dam almost every day, now I'm drowning in the flood I made. Well, explain myself to me on the other side, I'm gonna want some answers when I die. I'll carry this box to the proper place, and when I lower it down I'll let you fade away. I hope that you would do this for me. Well, I'd serve you drugs on a silver plate if I thought it would help you get away. I hope that you would do this for me.
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