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Pigtails

These pigtails of mine,
Fade with the coming of times,
Little red bikes to little red cars,
getting high on life,
getting high at bars,

childhood friends,
they slip away,
the sky that you thought you knew was blue,
has turned to gray

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Innocence is faded glory,
all my memories tell a story,
my ribbons gone and the road I'm on will only lead me home,
shoot the payphone,
nobody's ever home,
plus they wouldn't like what they'd hear,
to hear he's lying near

touch his face he hasn't shaved for days,
you're spiraling into an unstoppable maze,
grab a cold one and fade away,
but the morning light is here to stay

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Bridge
Can you hear the angels sing amazing grace,
when you close your eyes ca you still see you're mama's face,
do you love the life you've made for yourself?
Or are you just looking for a way to get out?

These pigtails of mine,
fade with the coming of times

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