16 Horsepower: "Neck On The New Blade"
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High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low Theres a ghost bound in my soul High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low Theres a cold blade on my crow A crooked in my walk a stumble in my talk Is what Im after little girl Metal on the red overcast in head Im goin down an feelin ill High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low Theres a girl that I know You aint never had one I dont believe you will This is your season for standin still Metal on the red overcast in head Im goin down an feelin ill See boys Ive known her from way back Back when she was dead Tongues on fire spoke the word Darkness left her head Holy my other hand thats a fuckin joke Like steel cold knife on the bridge of strife Were the words I spoke |