
Swan Song Kublai Khan TX (Ft. Scott Vogel)
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[Verse 1: Scott Vogel, Matt Honeycutt & Both]
To all the ladies working Iowa-80
Selling pussy to the chrome on the interstate
Living hard lives, working long nights
Hit by every man you ever loved, 'til your heart died
You're my mother, you're my sister and a daughter tonight
For every bruise and excuse, you tried but you couldn't hide
For all the fear, every tear, slowly burning your sight
For every moment in the light I fucking see you tonight
Goddamn!
[Verse 2: Matt Honeycutt & Scott Vogel]
To see heartbreak from my window
Such a sad state, I can't
Stop to even hеlp you
What the hell can I do?
Say that's just her lifе?
Turned out, used up and defiled?
Deep pain starts early in life (Early in life)
Every woman still once was a child
Who's one story of millions
Swan song sung city to city, to city
Your hurt hit closer to home
But what do you see?
Graves beneath the family tree of abuse
Fucking raped at age four on the floor of the chicken coop
I saw her casket fucking covered in flies
A botched embalming job still smelled like somebody died for what?
To all the ladies working Iowa-80
Selling pussy to the chrome on the interstate
Living hard lives, working long nights
Hit by every man you ever loved, 'til your heart died
You're my mother, you're my sister and a daughter tonight
For every bruise and excuse, you tried but you couldn't hide
For all the fear, every tear, slowly burning your sight
For every moment in the light I fucking see you tonight
Goddamn!
[Verse 2: Matt Honeycutt & Scott Vogel]
To see heartbreak from my window
Such a sad state, I can't
Stop to even hеlp you
What the hell can I do?
Say that's just her lifе?
Turned out, used up and defiled?
Deep pain starts early in life (Early in life)
Every woman still once was a child
Who's one story of millions
Swan song sung city to city, to city
Your hurt hit closer to home
But what do you see?
Graves beneath the family tree of abuse
Fucking raped at age four on the floor of the chicken coop
I saw her casket fucking covered in flies
A botched embalming job still smelled like somebody died for what?
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