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Fingerprints
04:09
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I've been writing letters
The ink masks the blood on my hand
I guess that's better
Cause it hides my treasonous plan
And I know they'll find me
They'll come and take me away
So I'm writing letters
But I don't have anything to say, no
Well I tried to end you
And I tried to put you in the ground
But you wouldn't stay there
And my fingerprints were all they found
I heard you've been searching
I heard you've been telling everyone
That you still love me
I heard you've been calling me your son
They found my fingerprints
They found my filthy fingerprints on your door
And I swore I thought I loved you
But it seems I love my indiscretion more
They found my fingerprints
They found my filthy fingerprints on your door
And I swore I thought I loved you
But it seems I love my indiscretion more
Page after page the black smudges pile up
And the narrative unfolds beneath my treasonous pen
"Guilty, guilty as charged!" comes the verdict
And I offer neither appeal, nor explanation
Only admission
They found my fingerprints
They found my filthy fingerprints on your door
And I swore I thought I loved you
But it seems I love my indiscretion more
They found my fingerprints
They found my filthy fingerprints on your door
And I swore I thought I loved you
But it seems I love my indiscretion more
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Wayfaring Stranger
03:59
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I'm am a poor wayfaring stranger
I'm traveling through this world of woe
Yet there's no sickness, toil nor danger
In that bright land to which I go
I'm going there to see my father
I'm going there no more to roam
I'm only going over Jordan
I'm only going over home
I know dark clouds will gather 'round me
I know my way is rough and steep
Yet golden fields lie just before me
Where God's redeemed shall ever sleep
Well I'm going there to see my father
And I'm going there no more to roam
Well I'm only going over Jordan
And I'm only going over home
I want to wear a crown of glory
When I get home in that good land
I want to shout salvation's story
In concert with the blood-washed band
I'm going there to see my father
He said he'd meet me when I come
Well I'm only going over Jordan
And I'm only going over home
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I Walk Alone
02:01
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Well I see them rolling in the streets
These bands of merry men
Believing those they walk beside
Are loyal 'til the end
But if one falls out of favor
He'd better just beware
Or he'll find the dagger in his back
While the rest divide his share
So I walk alone
These armies of opinion-mongers rage incessantly
But I can't hear them nagging when
My amplifier screams
I don't want no deadbeat coattail riders
Threatening my health
And if I need a harmony
I sing it to myself, I walk alone
So gather up an army but before long you will see
When you put your faith in numbers
You're inviting mutiny
And if you plan on waylaying me
I'd like to see you try
Cause I'm carrying the fire
And I will not let it die
I walk alone
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I hear the revelers cheer as they count it down
I pull the door closed but it can't erase the sound
So I put on a Rival Summers song
And lie awake wondering where it all went wrong
I think of California, where we got burned
Of Carolina, and all I've learned
Of plans we made, and how they'll never be
So I go on, but I don't grow up, I just keep growing older
And they'll move on, they'll forget my name it'll all get painted over
So they pump up the kids with the big big dreams
But they don't say nothin' 'bout what it means
To come up short, and hear the winter wind roar
"Just cash it in, boys, cash it in
Quit picking these fights, you'll never win
Head due north to the Mighty Mac
Just run, boys, run, you can never go back, oh no"
So I go on, but I don't grow up
I just keep growing older
And they'll move on, they'll forget my name
It'll all get painted over
A bonfire in the backyard
Nights walking in the Georgia streets
They made me believe
So I go on, but I don't grow up
I just keep growing older
And they'll move on, they'll forget my name
It'll all get painted over
(Some days I wake up
And all I taste is dirt between my teeth
I know that I've landed face down
And everyone can see
All of my back-alley brawls with all my inconsistencies
My every failure displayed in my museum of defeat)
(I'm moving forward, I've got this fire in my chest
I'm moving forward now)
(I've got a rogue soul, and a runaway heartbeat
And I won't go home 'til all my...)
(We build our fortresses up, we spend our lives defending
I'm setting fire to mine, I'm tired of pretending)
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American Arson Detroit, Michigan
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