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• Artiste: Chris Trapper
• Titre: Tear Choked Eye
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It hasn't rained here for two months straight There's brush fires all around One hundred degrees and I was out too late Loitering downtown I must admit that I was a whiskey drunk And burnt from the southwest sun Bitter and broken and all out of luck But when all hope is gone That's when I need to see my love When all the wells are dry But all I taste when I leave my love Is the salt from a tear choked eye There's no police on these mean mean streets They've given up for years There's built up tenements by a bone dry creek Nothing grows down here That's where I need to see my love When all the wells are dry But all I taste when I leave my love Is the salt from a tear choked eye But nobody's buying back a broken heart There's no pearl in an empty shell We're two desperate shadows sinking in the dark Of a one last chance motel That's where I need to meet my love When all the wells are dry But all I taste when I leave my love Is the salt from a tear choked eye