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Alidade - Blood and Otherwise Lyrics



Alidade - Blood and Otherwise Lyrics




Secondhand smoke
Warning signs
A Bulleit mind and a mouthful of fire
Another halfway vice

Lost my words
And I missed my train
Found it in the single and grain
Drunk at the gate

Tied between this lonely streak
And the need to be a part of things 'til they break
I once looked young for my age

And maybe I'll be one of those
Who floats like an angel in street clothes
To survive
For family
Blood and otherwise

I lied back there, before
Buying Newports from the corner store
I should've asked for more

Tied between this lonely streak
And the need to be a part of things 'til they break
I once looked young for my age

And maybe I'll be one of those
Who floats like an angel in street clothes
But who lies
And dies
In blood and otherwise
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Secondhand smoke
Warning signs
A Bulleit mind and a mouthful of fire
Another halfway vice

Lost my words
And I missed my train
Found it in the single and grain
Drunk at the gate

Tied between this lonely streak
And the need to be a part of things 'til they break
I once looked young for my age

And maybe I'll be one of those
Who floats like an angel in street clothes
To survive
For family
Blood and otherwise

I lied back there, before
Buying Newports from the corner store
I should've asked for more

Tied between this lonely streak
And the need to be a part of things 'til they break
I once looked young for my age

And maybe I'll be one of those
Who floats like an angel in street clothes
But who lies
And dies
In blood and otherwise
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Writer: Lindsay Sack
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Written by: Lindsay Sack

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