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Dorothy Dreams Of Tornadoes

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You said we'd leave next year,
Each year for thirteen years.
Each year gets harder to hear.
It's getting harder now just to stay in love

And now our roots grown deep
Beneath these barren streets.
I had the darkest dreams...
The cities pipes pipes and wires,
Were through our nerves and veins.
And those nights after a double shift,
I feel it.
The dashed plans you never dared to live
They used to light up your eyes,
Those bulbs have long burned out.

Let our tornado tear through,
Let it tear straight through our roof.
And let the rain pour in!
I'll scream 'Babe this is it!'
We'll leave the house in ruins.
If we escape right now, we just might make it out!

And this city, this city's killing us
This city, this city's killing us
This city, this city's killing us
It's killing us
It's killing us!
This city, this city's killing us
This city, this city's killing us
This city, this city's killing us
It's killing us
It's killing us
It's killing us!

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