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New Amsterdams The

Stand at attention Leading a listless life No open redemption By the riverside, what you saw Was salvation on the go Free who you were before Find what

It's a clandestine arrangement Never could get to stick Night under the table, the sick, the fits Never cast as the romantic lead Somehow on our feet

It's a clandestine arrangement that we never could get to stick. Every night under the table with the sick and the fits. Never cast as the romantic lead

It's a clandestine arrangement that we never could get to stick. Every night under the table with the sick and the fits. Never cast as the romantic

the name of the family. We only can play the cards the dealer dealt us. The end of the cycle is closing in, with you I see new hope begin again

Sending a sobering scent It's all in my hands to repent Spectacular sin takes discipline to stop Ellis is hardly a fiend It's achingly clear I can see

Burn all your pictures Still save the prints Thought I??? feel better I feel like shit I fall to pieces with out you around Spend all my time Trying

Get over some how My drama Queen Old wounds and rebounds Old hat, new scene I got the time You've got the notion New faces repeat My drama Queen

Come see the flood Step to the tune Your mother's blood Full thunder moon Full thunder moon Full thunder moon Bathe us in blue Full thunder moon Come