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i got a fist in the burning
i got a wrist that's wrung out
i got a taste of the money
i got a fist in the burning
i got a wrist that's wrung out
i got a taste of the money
hung up
wrung out
left to dry
hung up
wrung out
left to dry
it's not so worth getting all bent out of shape about
i turn my back on it and next you know it's all wrung out
do you want to step outside or do you want a ride
it's not so worth getting all bent out of shape about
i turn my back on it and next you know it's all wrung out
do you want to step outside or do you want a ride
or be strung out
wrung out
hung out to dry
or be strung out
wrung out
hung out to dry
maybe i'm wrong and i've always been that way
are you tired do you feel wrung out?
have you fallen from where glory sprouts
maybe i'm wrong and i've always been that way
are you tired do you feel wrung out?
have you fallen from where glory sprouts
fickle and framed
that left us wrung out
out in the rain
fickle and framed
that left us wrung out
out in the rain
down to the graveyard
she wrung out her hands
as if he will meet her
down to the graveyard
she wrung out her hands
as if he will meet her
your constant companion?
wrung out and hanging again
the point is beside the point now
your constant companion?
wrung out and hanging again
the point is beside the point now
if we could only bottle a little bit of rain
wrung out from the history in its ancient leaves
all we need is a candlelit bedroom
if we could only bottle a little bit of rain
wrung out from the history in its ancient leaves
all we need is a candlelit bedroom