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L.R.N.
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Little red numbers
To pull me out of the trip
Little to nothing
That necessitates the weight
Lord deliver
Lord come giveth
I’ve seen your eyes in
The walls of your cobalt heart
Pour the acid down the mound
Take the queen without a sound
But the burns will still remain
And they’ll be back here again
Those little red numbers
Those little red numbers
I am washing under thumb
Funny laundry and dirty tidings
Fortune dry up mother earth
Fate reveal the minerals
Lord deliver
Lord come taketh away
Good men died so you could shine
So sadly through the night
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