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Harrison Whitford
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Sunken eyes and a head full of flames
On a cobweb I was singing on, you brushed me away
Take time getting ready for the day
Put your makeup on even though it makes you look twice your age
In the fallout of the game
I'll go about my business and I'm sure you'll do the same
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
God, I'm scared of another one's touch
Might it move something inside me, might it never be enough
In the cold clean room where you called my bluff
Said never we could we feed ourselves alone on making love
And the air got very strange
I'll go about my business and I'm sure you'll do the same
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
Oh don't be shy, I've seen your fangs
What blood they drew, well still some blood remains
It's not like you meant anything
Except everything everything that meant something to me
Cocaine angel, a freeway bled cars into the streets
As we wrestle to the bed
A real long year of fighting off this death
And the harder that we fought, well the quicker that it spread
That sickness, clear and plain
I'll go about my business and I'm sure you'll do the same
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
Blood is on the rails and I see you conducting the train
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