Headstrong<br />
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(Lyrics by Jeremy)<br />
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She stands in her sunset, lights her cigarrette<br />
She's holding too long onto her match<br />
And turning her head, she waves the smoke away<br />
One never intends to burn a hand...<br />
She's up on a fencepost over sleeping wolves<br />
Pretending to hear their jaws snap<br />
She praises herself for smelling conspiracy<br />
You don't need chains inside a cage... Do you?<br />
<br />
She said, "Unrelenting until I'm dead"<br />
...or any reasonable fascimile thereof...<br />
It's hard work chopping down family trees<br />
When the branches hit me<br />
They need to be up-rooted<br />
<br />
She'll not lift a finger if not for god<br />
...or any reasonable fascimile thereof...<br />
Hypocrytical life retains - like underwear - stains<br />
They need to be bleached<br />
<br />
Headstrong, on her way<br />
Headstrong, all her way<br />