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The Kid
03:49
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Look at the child
stone in a hole
face in the coals
hot-blooded rampaging soul
Dirt on his knuckles
found his mothers ring
his fathers too drunk to write anything
He took the daggers lure
'I just wanna be the best'
stole the Saturday bottle of scotch
and put it in his vest
Then he put it in his chest
the devils inside me, he says
I didn't have a choice
he entered through my empty heart;
it needed a voice
The kid caught on a ramble
inducted to a crusade
kill the savage, let him fade
don't get caught in the blaze
Then he wrapped his hand around the .45
When Colt was alive
The sun was setting low
when it should have set high
And he wrapped his hands around the merchants neck
or he'd of been dead
rotting in a tick infested jail house bed
Now he's fifteen years old
stole a horse with what they call
graveyard gold
Joined a legion of demons
who call themselves men
all of them frown and the worst one grins
The Judge looks in his eyes through the smoke filled air
gives him a wink says the way is clear
We had to burn half of Mexico
So you could be king
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Guns on Fire
07:48
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Guns on fire
the king here still is gasoline
you wanna fucking break it off?
face to the floor and face your only God
She's got a dormant pulse, filled with consequence
gold hands dripping, the cold of our hearts
thawed away by siblings of dark
Guns on fire
I love my world
I hate its diseases
you're one of them
Guns on fire
no ones in control
bodies pile high in the sky
Face your God
face to the floor
your only God
Face your God
face to the floor
your only God
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3. |
Brunette as Death
04:34
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4. |
The Bride
05:12
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5. |
Cruisin'
02:50
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Julia
03:06
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N/A
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7. |
The Bounty Hunter
05:01
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Left the syndicate when my lover fell
I drift along like a wind through hell
my left eye sees the present
my right eye just sees the past
I'm trying to escape my fate but it wont last
Wrapped in a cloak made of grenades
kneeling in hot bullet casings; try to evade
see my lover through a subtle mirage
is it God or the devil tricking me with a nod?
Smile in deceit
I have no more pleas
vicious superstition, hatred, and greed
come and get me
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Ayahausca
02:20
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10. |
Lost in the Waste
03:50
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11. |
Backbone of the World
04:35
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She giving up the cross
She'll end her faith in love
And I know the way
I know the way
I know the way
I can believe in me
She giving up the cross
She'll end her faith in love
And I know the way
I know the way
I know the way
I can believe in your home
- Lyrics/song by Grimes (cover)
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13. |
El Cayo
04:59
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Kid Magnum Missoula, montana
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