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• Artiste: St. South
• Titre: We Washed Texas
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Lonely, is how you know me. So here's the journey, of how we slowed. Run 'til your legs break. Love 'em 'til your heart leaks. Never thinking old. We're quick to question, Oh how we're fetching, the last, our rights. And they're lonely waters, Packed full of hoarders, Their chains held tight. Climb, is all we know, is all we know, is all we know. Climb, is all we know. is all we know, is all we know. If all we know, to tell our soul, we're in control. What you wanted, Is what you laundered. Is this treachery? Break her, with the bleakest taper. Have we any takers? To burn her soul.