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Black Water Child lyrics
Down here underneath the microscope
It's hard to cope
Don't hide your face in your hands 'cause if your eyes play tricks
It's outta my control
It's gonna be
A long cold winter
The skeletons of trees
My black water child
If you don't love me, well, don't shove me out into the dark
Without a flashlight or a spark
And these stitches cling like bitches to my arms
For all my charms
It's gonna be
A crooked little winter
The skeletons of trees
My black water child
She's walking home to the devil's flowers
The broken bones, heavy hours
We stayed out late, it's a lighthouse trait
And we'll take our time, time
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on Little Miss Drunk
- 1 Little Miss Drunk
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- Track 5 on The End of History
- 4 Hey Rabbit
- 6 Put a Penny in the Slot
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