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Words by Calvin Armerding
Music by The Stormcellars
lyrics
Still taste like cigarettes and cheap white wine
I bought with this stolen money of mine
To bag up blackjack, you breathe in right
Like a hungry animal that's hidden from light
Read my palms, put those fingers in lines
Tell me how I will love, oh, and when I'll die
Show me how to kidnap a fool
And play a song that will tell me to
Draw your lines, draw your lines!
Use all the paint you can spare to put on the night
Draw your lines, draw your lines!
Make all the edges clean and ready to come off right
You said you'd teach me how to think for myself
Like keeping good stuff on a secret shelf
Drew up a list of the lessons learned
Like how and when to let the world burn
Threw out the ruler, told me lines that are straight
Keep us tied down and prisoner to a lie you called hate
Good winter lines gave you gifts from the cold
You thought they would keep you from a fear you called old
Draw your lines, draw your lines!
Use all the paint you can spare to put on the night
Draw your lines, draw your lines!
Make all the edges clean and ready to come off right
Draw your lines, draw your lines!
Use all the paint you can spare to put on the night
Draw your lines, draw your lines!
Make all the edges clean and ready to come off right
Make all the edges clean and ready to come off right
Make all the edges clean and ready to come off right
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M,
released April 1, 2015
Calvin Armerding: Guitar, Electric Guitar, Bass Guitar, Slide Guitar, Mandolin, Organ, Vocals
Shelby Price: Harmony Vocals
Jeff Hennessy: Percussion
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