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All Dead (For the Last 24 Miles) - The Lost Rivers
I was stand this counts special kind is cage
The reasons
To guide no
For fresh may was wonder tears
But it won't stop her tired
So all dead
For the last twenty four miles
Freedom free
And freedom while
It's like roses
You won't see you anyway
So stop by
I ever know
It's always happen
Think about the times
Go into my pocket
Touch of the dials
She's died for last twenty four miles
What's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away
Now what's you wasting away