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letra de anvil hands - sego

slide down the razor blade into a sea of lemonade
will you keep calling me when my memory starts to fade
thrashing and hollering

i wouldn′t leave this town if it could
one hundred pages of memory and a match without a book

take my anvil hands
lift them up above my head
driving ’round this town
lost my taste for rodeo clowns
buying stuff that i don′t need
build a tower made of rusty cans
watch the mountains block the sunrise
stapled papers and smokey vices
slide down the razor blade into a sea of lemonade
would you keep calling me when your memory starts to fade
thrashing and hollering
i wouldn’t leave this town if it could
one hundred pages of memory and a match without a book

erase your face with paints and light
melting through sedimentary life
talking down to your hometown
burn, burn to the ground
i could claw my way up to anything that feels like new
take my anvil hands
it’s not so bad, man

slide down the razor blade into a sea of lemonade
will you keep calling me when your memory starts to fade
thrashing and hollering
i wouldn′t leave this town if it could
one hundred pages of memory and a match without a book

slide down the razor blade into a sea of lemonade
will you keep calling me when my memory starts to fade
thrashing and hollering
i wouldn′t leave this town if it could
one hundred pages of memory and a match without a book
slide down the razor blade into a sea of lemonade
will you keep calling me when my memory starts to fade
thrashing and hollering
i wouldn’t leave this town if it could
one hundred pages of memory and a match without a book

- sego

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