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Massachusetts Lyrics
On the underside of Massachusetts
splintered by an empty freighter car
that strafes my deepest fear
I could never leave you, Massachusetts
like water drained at night out a reservoir
not half a mile from here
Underneath the cover of the marshes
is where I buried my best words
to last a hundred thousand years
I could never leave them in Massachusetts
like water drained at night, a reservoir
not half a mile from here
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to try and lead me
from a place you never even came?
Underneath the cover of the marshes
is where I buried my best words
to last a hundred thousand years
I could never leave them in Massachusetts
the water drained at night, a reservoir
not half a mile
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to try and lead me
from this place you never even came?
splintered by an empty freighter car
that strafes my deepest fear
I could never leave you, Massachusetts
like water drained at night out a reservoir
not half a mile from here
is where I buried my best words
to last a hundred thousand years
I could never leave them in Massachusetts
like water drained at night, a reservoir
not half a mile from here
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to try and lead me
from a place you never even came?
is where I buried my best words
to last a hundred thousand years
I could never leave them in Massachusetts
the water drained at night, a reservoir
not half a mile
Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to try and lead me
from this place you never even came?
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On the underside of Massachusetts Splintered by an empty freighter car That strafes my deepest fear I could never leave you Massachusetts
Like water draining out of A reservoir not half a mile from here
Underneath the cover of the marshes Is where I buried my best words To last 100,000 years I could never leave them in Massachusetts
Like water draining out A reservoir not half a mile...
Who are you to tell me? Who are you to tell me?
Who are you to try and lead me From a place you never even came?