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Kerosene

Winding road, set me free, take me where I am supposed to be. See that flame? It calls to me, showing me, where I need to be. That flame I know, is Kerosene, just down the road within the trees. See that flag? It's mocking me, tonight that flag meets Kerosene. So follow me to this place I know, believe me, I was born ready to go. I see you fall upon your knees, pray to your god to hear your dreams, what you've heard, ain't what it seems.. We will stick with sin, and Kerosene.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 7/27/2012 11:54:00 PM
Deeply spoken!!! Love the flow!
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