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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 true love's name broke down subway
In this of spires
Tape picture over his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're revolvers shotgun wedding
In a strange SoHo
Our chambers silvery collars
Gun down werewolves wherever we go we
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
calls
In the back of a Mustang
Creased pages torn right the spine
Kissed my with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers
On pyres I'm not sure
We a game busted gasket
In a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Band of gold
a diamond you wrote letters
you I made promises
I'll always deny
Now we'll never know what the other meant
is ticking
a heartbeat berserk
the chance to wind the key roosters are nothing
But clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell to be
Our fears are only we tell to be
the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You when I ached for breath
Through the thick of we'll finally smother
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
bone
Old ghosts
Go home
blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
...
My heart's not on fire if you steal
My true love's name broke down subway
In this of spires
Tape picture over his in the frame
We'll imagine
We're revolvers shotgun wedding
In a strange SoHo
Our chambers silvery collars
Gun down werewolves wherever we go we
Gun down werewolves wherever we go
calls
In the back of a Mustang
Creased pages torn right the spine
Kissed my with a crooked, cracked fang
You always hoped one day you'd be mine
Threw our fathers
On pyres I'm not sure
We a game busted gasket
In a field full of liars
No one noticed we set five aflame
No one noticed we set five boroughs aflame
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Band of gold
a diamond you wrote letters
you I made promises
I'll always deny
Now we'll never know what the other meant
is ticking
a heartbeat berserk
the chance to wind the key roosters are nothing
But clucking clockwork
Our fears are only what we tell to be
Our fears are only we tell to be
the last of our matches
Burn the rest of each other
You when I ached for breath
Through the thick of we'll finally smother
...
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
bone
Old ghosts
Go home
blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
Young blood
Young bone
Old ghosts
Go home
...
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