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These Arms Are Snakes - Long and Lonely Step

In death perhaps we could feel alright.
In death perhaps we could burn all night.
Alright, alright, alright.
You're alright. You're alright. You're alright.
I'm alright. I'm alright. I'm alright.
We're alright. We're alright. We're alright.

In death perhaps we could feel alright.
In death perhaps we could burn all night.
In death perhaps we could come back alive
But perhaps life could just be alright, alright.
You're alright. You're alright. You're alright.
I'm alright. I'm alright. I'm alright.
We're alright. We're alright. We're alright.
It's alright. It's alright. It's alright.

Touching back it gave no clue.
To the stops made on the way.
Staking claims on the ride I take.
Where it goes straight down.
Down
Down
Down
Where it goes straight down.
Down
Down
Down
Where it goes straight down.
Down
Down
Down