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Dead Letter Box

from Dead Letter Box EP by Slides

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Going down on Westwood I'm divine again
You're gonna be a father soon old boy.
I don't wanna come out on the other end,
when I get away from all this joy.
And so it's on the record, show me how to live.
How to save an engine from the freeze.
Even when I kick at your achilles,
Would you still fight for me.

Seeing you,
The other day.
Guess it never went away.
False walls and cigarillos.
The same ghost.

Walk around the building,
Get a feel for,
How its gonna be from now on.
Baby, the dead letter box is empty.
And its been long enough to mellow wrestlers.

Seeing you,
The other day.
Guess it never went away.
Kid's TV, and cigarillos.

Seeing you,
The other day.
Guess it never, went away.
Thirty years,
Could pass.
I know I'd never,
Find a lasting peace.
Peace.
Peace.

...

Have you seen her when she runs.
Facing down the heavy guns.
They could never chaste your light.
It's getting darker.

Have you seen her when she drives,
These cars aren't street legal, I'm just,
Betting on your better side.
It's getting darker.

Have you seen her when she runs.
This love aint street legal, I'm just,
Betting on your better side.
It's getting darker.

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from Dead Letter Box EP, released May 30, 2011

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