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High Doses #2 - The Mountain Goats
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High Doses #2 The Mountain Goats

High Doses #2 - The Mountain Goats
[Verse 1]
We all woke up that morning
Claw marks on our little faces
The dull thud from the treetops
The echo in the hollow places
Rose up high and lonely
Wringing my hands, grinding my teeth
All the triumph overhead
All the disaster underneath

[Verse 2]
Spat out my morning prayers
Desperate pleas and viscious lies
Felt the sunlight through the grating
Covered up my eyes
Woke up feeling awful
Shook my head to drive the ghosts away
This is just a flesh wound
And it will clear up any day
But the present i got planned for you pricks
Is gonna be a little harder to fix

[Refrain]
Thank god
For small favors
In high doses
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