lonesome street

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What do you got?
Aches produced in someone's heart
Y'all have to go in the underground
To get things done here

And anyone, you know you got it up
So if it's done
This is a place to comfort
I know our hearts stomp
'Cause you know I'm the guillotine

I know you have nobody left to rely on,
I'll hold you in my arms and let you dream
It's got to be that time again
And you, you you will be over soon again

So get yourself up, get ask split shot on your way
It's nothing to be ashamed of
Taking of again, the 5-0 screen
I know you have nobody left to rely on,
I'll hold you in my arms and let you dream

Going down to Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street
Going down to Lonesome Street
Lonesome Street