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I don't want you coming around to see me Go back into town, I want to think I don't want to talk about tomorrow I'm tired of your god-fearing sink Rain is always leaking through the windows No one's always knocking on the door Never had a name, they called me \"trouble\" And I don't want to live here anymore Throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top We inherit the sins of our fathers My daddy was an evil, evil man I'm proud to say I never really knew him But I can feel this awful presence in my skin Who's that young one crouching in the corner? Why, sir, are you hanging from that tree? What's that thing scratching beneath the floorboards? This town, it just don't feel the same to me Throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top Brother, I have never not been lost The apples on the tree have turned to rot Letras de cancionesAnd all around I feel the Lord's eyes watching If you think I'm gonna whimper, well I'm not What you gonna do come Sunday morning When everything you see is turned to dust Well, I just don't believe the shit you're preaching Forgive me Holy Father, if you must And throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top I can't afford to pay for heat this Winter Ice is crawling up and down the walls If any one should ever stop to wonder Just tell them no one lives here anymore Throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top Yeah, throw me in an old pine box And nail that lid on top (Thanks to Steve for these lyrics) From Letras Mania