- Fortunes

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November 22, 2015

Lyrics

Oh...
Oh...

Tell me in the morning that you love me, show me,
only if you got it bad enough. Oh...
She cracked right on the dance floor.
She cracked
but I won't.
Oh...

Oh…

Tell me in the morning that you miss me, show me,
only if you got it bad enough. Oh...
it's for your own good girl.
You've been such good girl,
such a good girl.

Oh...
Oh…

Stay,
to soften the blow,
hand over fist,
to drink and to smoke,
my blood from a stone.
I do expect fortunes to fall,

hand over fist,
to soften the blow,
blood from a stone.

Seven in the morning do you miss me, baby?
Only if you got it bad enough. Oh...
It's four on the west coast girl.
They tell me it's a magical world.

Oh... It's a sinister world.

Oh... It's too late to leave, too late to leave.
Oh... It's too late to leave, too late to leave.
Oh... It's too late to leave, too late to leave.
...
Stay,
to soften the blow,
hand over fist,
to drink and to smoke,
my blood from a stone.
I do expect fortunes to fall,
hand over fist,
to soften the blow,
blood from a stone.

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