Hip Hatchet
Limits and Rules
The Blues is happy music said an aging man of gray you recognize the sadness so you can sing with birds again chase a dream with both your hands stuck to the wheel like glue hold your head up high despite the lies fading friends told you is this what the blues is in a strange town on your own watching as your hardened hands look softer than of those other fools around you who've been doing this twice as long and go to work each morning and sing those happy songs the dying car that you drove so far in your brand new boots took you to a place that's true but far from the ones you love is this what the blues is in a strange town on your own Letras de cancioneswatching as your hardened hands look softer than of those is this what the blues is in a strange town on your own watching as your hardened hands look softer than of thoseNow that its been over a year does your heart feel relieved to know that love has limits and rules and that flesh is not to be believeand that flesh is not to be believeand that flesh is not to be believe
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