Badlands

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Badlands

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They call this the badlands, baby But it used to be bayou The shore of an inland sea But I can (hear you coming x8) What foul beast stalks this way The night is dim, but I catch the scent of your arrogance As you rear you head I can see your eyes gleaming (as the light from the moon) like a pair of knives That cut me down A hole in the world And the light is leaking out Spilling like water And I can (hear you coming x8) What new devilry is this? I saw you rise And creep across the sky And all night as I fled You came behind Eating all the stars Dig to find Why the light left Rocks and stones Skulls and bones Whispered stories Tales of glory, (and a tragic fall from grace x3) And we're still falling just like the dinosaurs And a tragic fall from grace

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