Last Rites lyrics
by The Horrible Crowes
Start up the car
Bury your memories
Call on your lovers
Speaking slow and heavy
Call up your boyfriends
From out by the ocean
While I get my last rites read by a thief
While I get my last rites read by a thief
And you look so holy standing in the water
From all my pictures I worshiped before you
My baby just ain't no good
My baby just, she ain't no good
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