I Award You No Points And May God Have Mercy On Your Soul Songtext
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Greetings from Deep Ellum
Texas really shines so brightly this time of year
And I hope this letter finds you
In some place nearly as pretty
As this one filled with whiskey, gin, and beer
And I don't know when I'll see you
So I'm writing you this postcard
From the places that I'd hoped that we would go
And I don't know where you're headed
Texas really shines so brightly this time of year
And I hope this letter finds you
In some place nearly as pretty
As this one filled with whiskey, gin, and beer
And I don't know when I'll see you
So I'm writing you this postcard
From the places that I'd hoped that we would go
And I don't know where you're headed
But I do know the direction of the dreams I had
When we controlled the world
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
Salutations from Alaska
The Northern Lights are stunning just like your eyes
And the chill of 5 AM when the city streets are empty
Filled with nothing but the ghosts that haunt the skies
And I don't know when I'll see you
So I'm writing you this postcard
From the places that I'd hoped that we would go
And I don't know where you're headed
But I do know the direction of the dreams I had
When we controlled the world
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
Greeting from Deep Ellum
Texas really shines so brightly
This time of year
(This time of year)
And I hope this letter finds you in some place nearly as pretty
As this one filled with whiskey, gin, and beer.
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
When we controlled the world
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
Salutations from Alaska
The Northern Lights are stunning just like your eyes
And the chill of 5 AM when the city streets are empty
Filled with nothing but the ghosts that haunt the skies
And I don't know when I'll see you
So I'm writing you this postcard
From the places that I'd hoped that we would go
And I don't know where you're headed
But I do know the direction of the dreams I had
When we controlled the world
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
Greeting from Deep Ellum
Texas really shines so brightly
This time of year
(This time of year)
And I hope this letter finds you in some place nearly as pretty
As this one filled with whiskey, gin, and beer.
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
And I don't wanna
Give up on something I know is better
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