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Maybe mountain air has really made me colder
Maybe mountain air has really made me colder
Shook hands with the devil on my back
Told him put it to my temple, make it fast
Bag of bones, still my prayers never worked
Fuck an afterlife, I'm just rejoining dirt
Last call for the angel on my shoulder
Now get the fuck out, you were never in my corner
Cut your info and then tucked it in a folder
Maybe mountain air has really made me colder
Maybe mountain air has really made me colder
Maybe mountain air has really made me colder
Maybe mountain air has really made me colder
Maybe mountain air has really made me colder