She'll go down there to nowhere soon She'll stand there still with her head in the moon I will be her nowhere man Where I'll remain until the end That girl was so much better than me But it always goes wrong There's no cure for the lonely With loneliness she'll sink in the sand I feel the heat go out of her hand We were born with our face to the wall We only have one chance to crawl When we laid down there I held your hand I'll never feel your body again Cut down the preacher, he just lies Burn all the books that closed my mind Destroy it all, it's all untrue How can I even breathe without you?
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