Evil Things Lyrics by The Black Angels
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I once met you in the killing field
Collecting dust, yeah, kicking up blood
That was then when we were both people,
Doing people things like collecting dreams
They knew gold and pure …
All your archest are so plainly
That was in when we were both blind,
Taking what was blind
Killing all the time
We’re the same with
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