My fingers come down
On S's and I's
The clicks, the bells
The ink in my eyes
The wars that I fought
The life that you wasted
The holiday hams
And poison I've tasted

I'll ride on the wind
The direction it blows
So take my hands
To hell when I go

Lyrics submitted by Henrysagitarius

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