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To the west is a storm coming this way To the north is a twelve hour drive Below us are floods in the causeway And nighttime is opening wide We hit Oklahoma by eleven A state that lies so flat and dry Fade to the thought and the reasons That we had to leave the valley behind Because the greed of all machines around that surround us It's a thing we know we'll never cut free Our forefather's grace turns us our way This is why we turn away By the time that they knew we were leaving Well, you know we were already gone Like finding your hands have no feeling Like jumping the gun with the safety on Because the greed of all machines around that surround us It's a thing we know we'll never cut free Our forefather's hate turns us our way This is why we turn away Control yourself stop crying SongtexteCrying into your hands Give in to what has just happened Steady it as it stands You can crawl through this life with money And a heart full of bile and pus Give your disease to your closest of friends But don't come bothering us Aus Songtexte Mania