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This is your's now The keys are in it But take it slow For you should know That you are precious cargo You have lost time And you've lost kin You never run From the shape you're in You find your nerve You kick the drum You don't forget Where you come from Arms around your ailing mother You are bred and buttered I'm sorry you Found me like this Under the ice Sleeping with fin I dream for you To keep this land You spilled your blood I give my hands You find your nerve You kick the drum You won't forget Where you come from Put your arms around your failing mother You are bred and buttered Keep your arms around your faded mother You are bred and buttered [Thanks to rachel for lyrics] [ Back to Winter's Bone lyrics list ]
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