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Cowboy - The Wytches
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Cowboy The Wytches

Cowboy - The Wytches
Turning away from the new path again
I put on the breaks every night
Waiting there like the dead
Like an old sloped tower bent
And leaning too close to the side

Well, I stared at the wall so much, it made me blind
Now it's on my mind

A blow to the head
From my long-handed friend
He's always switching his side
In my grey empty sun
You're still beaming me on
We'll split when you head for the sky

I was bound up and sinking my head for a while
Got struck just enough
What it takes for now

Well, I couldn't calm him down
I wouldn't mind to regret this way
For now
Well, I couldn't work things out
I wouldn't mind to regret this way
It came too late
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