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yeah, i'd give this last wrinkled dollar, in my pocket that i earned, with a hammer and vice, if i could undo some things, and grow me some wings, fly out of this quarter tonight, yeah, tonight, every man with a tv, is seeing a man with my clothes and my face, in the last thirty minutes, i've gone from a person of interest, to a full-blown manhunt underway, i did what i did, i have no regrets, when you cross the line, you get what you get, tonight, a bleeding memory, is tomorrow's guilty vein, your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall, screams across the pontchartrain, i'm haunted by headlights, and a crescent city breeze, one wrong turn on bourbon, cuts like the knives of new orleans, i'm a ghost dodging bullets, in all of these alleys, just looking for my getaway keys, wrapped up in the night, hiding out in plain sight, but this grip's getting tight around me, ain't no getting out, that i can see, they'll take me dead, if they ever take me, tonight, a bleeding memory, is tomorrow's guilty vein, your auburn hair on a faraway sea wall, screams across the pontchartrain, i'm haunted by headlights, and a crescent city breeze, one wrong turn on bourbon, cuts like the knives of new orleans, of new orleans, what i wouldn't do, for just one more kiss, i'm all out of time, honey, it's come down to this, i'm haunted by your hazel eyes, and this crescent city breeze, one wrong turn on bourbon, cuts like the knives of new orleans, of new orleans, i did what i did, i did what i did, i did what i did, i did what i did

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Artist: church, eric