| That winter we were dealing with unrest in the interior
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| Careful when they mention local legends
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| He was down there in the trenches
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| She was holding down home office
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| Still in constant correspondence
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| Blackout Sam has got credentials
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| He keeps flashing them his laminate
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| He keeps scratching at his neck
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| The general made a gesture of contrition
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| Law of averages says something’s gotta give
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| We were stuck up in survival mode
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| You were twisting on the telephone
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| Giving blanket denials to that one persistent kid
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| Blackout Sam don’t have the answer
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| He keeps waking up in parking ramps
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| He can never find his keys
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| Now promise me you won’t forget
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| The nights that haven’t happened yet
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| Separate the smoke from all the cinders
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| Put another sticker on the van
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| Carpet at the party house, tear it up and take it out
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| Somebody should check on Blackout Sam
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| While we stood there at the service
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| With her hand up on my shoulder
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| We could feel like every single thing
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| Push the pill right through the foil
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| Check the engine, change the oil
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| Spent the summer wishing it was spring
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| They sent another man to sing the anthem
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| But the monitor malfunctioned and he couldn’t find the key
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| I always try to take it so much further
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| Spinning like a sparrow through the spire
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| Ingesting every offering, try to make it interesting
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| Cut up and consumed what we desired
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| Take a little comfort, it’s just thunder
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| Put another sticker on the van
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| Now that it’s a haunted house
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| Break the lease and empty out
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| Somebody should check on Blackout Sam
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| Somebody should check on Blackout Sam
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| Dropped out of school but he still went to church
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| He was a friend of mine and I hope it didn’t hurt
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| Cried when he died but tonight it felt worse
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| Snuff out your smoke and pour your drink in the dirt
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| Local legends with the faraway eyes
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| I wanna make you feel protected and high
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| If you’re in the city while you’re still alive
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| I wanna make you feel protected and high
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| Local legends with the faraway eyes
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| I wanna make you feel protected and high |