| LAST TIME AROUND
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| Well, a vial of love you used to save
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| but even that’s distilled away
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| locked inside a closet made of sand.
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| Well, the silver anesthetized your veins
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| like the chilling d&December rain.
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| How can you look at me as if you still don’t see?
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| The last time around,
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| I’m the final survivor in your heart’s ghost town.
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| It’s the last time around.
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| Well, I watched the storm engulf you in like the death cries of a wounded friend
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| just beyond the reach of Satan’s grasp.
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| And now I feel it in your baby’s breath.
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| You’ll never find your hero’s death
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| to ease the pain of always being sane.
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| 'Cause it’s the last time around,
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| I’m the final survivor in your heart’s ghost town.
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| It’s the last time around.
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| And like the snows of May
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| will your spirit fade away,
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| like a spent gold mine is it gone.
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| Time will tell, we all will see
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| the Wrath of Judgement dancing free
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| down the one way corridor of fame.
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| But a question still can answer why
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| like a baby’s first baptism cry.
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| Still do you bear, still do you hear?
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| The last time around,
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| I’m the final survivor in your heart’s ghost town.
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| It’s the last time around.
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| 'Cause it’s the last time around,
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| I’m the final survivor in your heart’s ghost town.
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| It’s the last time around.
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| The last time around,
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| I’m the final survivor in your heart’s ghost town.
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| It’s the last time around.
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| Last time around
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| last time around
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| last time around
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| last time around
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| — Perry Baggs, Warner Hodges, Jeff Johnson &
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| Jason Ringenberg |