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Tobacco Road

You’re lying in your bed of demons
And I’m sleeping in a sea of guilt
This sheet of paper’s all I get to tell you
How I’m breaking down those walls you built

I’ve been smoking up some old tobacco
You’ve been blowing smoke across the world
I’m screaming “Why Can’t You Just Let Me Save You”
You say that’s no job for a little girl.

But I’m not your little girl anymore

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