Fatal Wound
Songwriters: Tweedy, Jeffrey Scott
And glorious cities
So you have nowhere else to go
Columns of sunlight
Almost as empty
And it's a long one
You've received that fatal wound
And all your decisions
Oceans of opportunity
You wait around until
So you hang around, hang around
As the look you give me
When I'm the only one
Seem ancient
And nothing to do
So it brings you down
You wait around until
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