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A temperamental widower lyrics
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're just killing onward today
And put that knife away
And put that knife away
My first thought, a dragon
My first thought, a dragon
My first thought, a dragon
Two contending marches
And put that knife away
And put that knife away
She'll sting you to death
Like a swarm of hornets
From the hive
Endlessly I drift into this distraction
Sign my name to shame
Press hard, there are three copies
You put me in the grave
You put me in the grave
You put me in the grave
You put me in the grave
You put me in the grave
You put me in the grave
In the grave, in the grave
In the grave, in the grave
In the grave
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're just killing onward today
Put that knife away
And put that knife away
Making progress
Like that of a dead man
Constant last words
The last words, the last words
The last words, the last words
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
We're not going backwards
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