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Chris Zabriskie Silent Night Bloody Night

we're old We will remember This silent, bloody night You let me go as long as you could It may have hurt but it felt so good And all those nights, a

Here I am Ready for you Do what you want with me Run me through There I go Into the night They won't come with me They never bite (chorus) That's something

Your face Your hair Your sense of humor Your waist Your skin The things you want on TV Your smell Your feet Your sudden anger Your taste Your tongue

And you got on the wrong plane home We cruised the strip in the August heat Your Honda Breeze hand no A/C Our back to the light The mountains in the night

we're old We will remember This silent, bloody night You let me go as long as you could It may have hurt but it felt so good And all those nights, a