Hoover

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Every car crash I ever had I bit my lip
Leaving the taste of blood in my mouth
I swore I would rid myself of it
I just needed to head south
I rolled the windows down to let the heat out
The air is different in the deeper south
I let the roads take me where they pleased
No places to go no people to see
Is this the end of the earth
I told you to trust in God like the hypocrite I am
Every seven minutes and fifty-three seconds there was a totaled automobile
Sunlight reflects off the traffic lines
A family pet lay still on the roadside
Every seven minutes and fifty-three seconds there was an automobile crash
All bodies must go
All souls must find a home
Take all of me

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from Too Many Bones, released December 11, 2012

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