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Choke Up
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Borderland
Dark avenues turn into open roads Crowded tenements into well-kept homes Some folks die wealthy and young with bitter hearts Others stay healthy long enough to see joy wither and scar
I don't want any part of it To be the victim, the assailant, or the advocate So we're riding out to where we don't exist Headlights cutting bright into the darkness
Oh, obscurity has found me in a motel suite A thousand miles from the refinery
And polluted streets we grew to resent Where we'd coexist with poison family and bitter friends Chain link or picket, no one was admitted to the winning end Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We were all wolves or lambs for the man behind the curtain Arguing in circles for the prosecution or the defense
Lying on the hood of the car watching the sun go down The devil in me knows one day we'll have to turn around
'Can you imagine,' Jenny says to me As the moon rises over the beach, 'Having our own place by the ocean? I know it will never be, But isn't it pretty to dream?' Isn't it pretty to dream? Isn't it pretty to dream?
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