of grief My talking leaf speaks Of a wounded knee creek American ghost dance American ghost dance American ghost dance American ghost dance American ghost dance American ghost dance American ghost
me by the hand Said I've got things to offer you Help you understand If the bombs don't get you I'll roll with you tonight All those things inside your
more than rhymes 'Cause this was more than a tragedy You can't just cheat the forces of gravity You left me here to hold a brave face, supporting the
with old ways He walks the streets of life But he's in chains I'm alive he cried I can feel the flame Burning red inside I am an indian brave There is
Something 'bout white hands of fate i don't deserve The bedroom ghosts How long to sleep Perchance to drown We have been old together No inside joke,
to be brave 'cause when I'm brave other people feel brave but I feel like my heart is caving in I'm trying to be brave 'cause when I'm brave other people
sweat, damp cotton clouds I was a fool, you were my friend We made it happen You took of your clothes, left on the light You stood there so brave, you
inside of my brain Preachers and whores And the neon pulpits burst into flames I come from both Sides of me and either side of their tracks Humbling my ghosts
your muscle But the emptiness is what bleeds you to death when it cuts you And its the lawyers, not the inmates scheming to fuck you Trying to fight the system from inside
need more than rhymes 'Cause this was more than a tragedy You can't just cheat the forces of gravity You left me here to hold a brave face supporting
me by the hand Said I've got things to offer you Help you understand If the bombs don't get you I'll roll with you tonight All these things inside your
my pops, the ghost of my past Dime and mud, JD and stucky Lately I'm lucky, I don't hate me to touch me Maybe I'm ugly inside, but smiling to make it
, damp cotton clouds. I was a fool, you were my friend. We made it happen. You took off your clothes, left on the light. You stood there so brave. You