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Work hard towards nothing A garden growing hurt Fresh wheels but no body A truck that just won't work Dead leaves burn as easily as gasoline does And now your soul is bruised And now your soul is bruised And you color is violet. Work hard for nothing A garden growing rust Dead flower 4 barrel Fertilizing the dirt Dead leaves burn as easily as gasoline does Now your soul is bruised Now your soul is bruised and your color is violence Why can't I decide between two things I've found in my own lifetime Left here all the time And now your soul is bruised and your color is violence From Letras Mania