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Young Blood 
Easy
by Norah Jones
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I'll pretend
My heart's not on fire if you steal
My love's name broke down subway
In this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're revolvers shotgun wedding
In a strange SoHo
Our chambers hold collars
Gun down wherever we go we
Gun down werewolves we go
phone calls
In the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages right the spine
my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers
On funeral pyres I'm not sure
We playing a game gasket
In a field of liars
No one noticed we set boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set boroughs aflame
...
Young blood
bone
Old ghosts
Go home
of gold
With a implied you wrote letters
That you never sent I promises
I'll deny
Now we'll never what the other meant
Watch is ticking
Like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key roosters are nothing
But clockwork
Our fears are only what we them to be
Our fears are what we to be
Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You when I for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
...
blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
...
My heart's not on fire if you steal
My love's name broke down subway
In this city of spires
Tape your picture over his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're revolvers shotgun wedding
In a strange SoHo
Our chambers hold collars
Gun down wherever we go we
Gun down werewolves we go
phone calls
In the back of a Mustang
Creased white pages right the spine
my neck with a crooked, cracked fang
You hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers
On funeral pyres I'm not sure
We playing a game gasket
In a field of liars
No one noticed we set boroughs aflame
No one noticed we set boroughs aflame
...
Young blood
bone
Old ghosts
Go home
of gold
With a implied you wrote letters
That you never sent I promises
I'll deny
Now we'll never what the other meant
Watch is ticking
Like a heartbeat gone berserk
Lost the chance to wind the key roosters are nothing
But clockwork
Our fears are only what we them to be
Our fears are what we to be
Drown the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You when I for breath
Through the thick of smoke we'll finally smother
...
blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
...
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