Hayley’s Doorstep Hunters & Collectors

Here is change's basement house
Here is adventure for seven years
But I never could swallow a sinner's pride
And it filled her face with tears

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And every Monday morning she spreads her arms across the table
She spreads a mess of living at my feet
But I never could swallow a sinner's pride
And the food she makes me eat

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Waiting on Hayley's doorstep
Behind two bloodshot eyes
The stale taste of wasted gunshot
Slap back across the sky

Waiting on Hayley's doorstep
I heard she's coming home
She'll get that pain inside again
And it's me who'll point the bone

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