It coulda been a perfect night
My girlfriend, sister, friends and I
Drove out to a cabin in the sticks
Now with all 4 dismembered
How this evening to remember
Became a night that I'd
Give my right arm to forget
Oh she wanted my fresh soul
In the fruit cellar
To leave me Dead By Dawn
I couldn't let her
I had to self-inflict a wound
My dear Linda now discarded
I wondered if we'd be together soon
Why, why did he have to touch that book that he found?
It occurs to me that some things are better
Left in the ground
That's 'cause Linda told me
"We are the things that were and will be again
Don't try nothin stupid, boy we got your girlfriend
Won't you give up and join us? Be logical, man.
If you can't make your mind up, we can lend you a hand..."
released November 9, 2009
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