Badlands

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Black Map - Pop

Badlands

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I killed my idols and turned to dust Now there's nothing left but wire and rust You know I dreamed this over and over, and now I see that all the light is covered in a shadow of doubt It's high time to get away It's high time to leave this place It's high time I know the badlands like the back of my hands Is that my blood on the boulevard? I keep pushing, but I can't get far I leave a crimson trail, and the hour's late I'm going nowhere fast and moving in figure eights It's high time to get away It's high time to leave this place It's high time I know the badlands likе the back of my hands And the snakes risе up from the sand All the light is covered in a shadow of doubt It's high time to get away It's high time to leave this place It's high time I know the badlands like the back of my hands And it's high time to get away It's high time to leave this place It's high time I know the badlands like the back of my hands

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Writers
  • Ben Walworth Flanagan