September Had A Trigger Finger Songtext

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September Had A Trigger Finger Songtext
She was killing good luck with her bare hands on cloudy nights,

Kissing off her allies with her poison lips - the trigger slips.



September was a good girl when she could be.

Whoa....
I wanted to remeber how things should be.

Whoa...



A pixy driving sixty from Bull City to Corpus Christi.

Scrawling out a postcard,

"Do you miss me, do you miss me?"

Why must she do it?

Is dying just the nature of the season?

I don't have a reason.


September was a good girl when she could be.

Whoa...

I wanted to remember how things should be.

Whoa...



September was as good as she could be.

Whoa...

September's gone but there'll be others,

Trust me.

Whoa...

Whoa...
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