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Fill my lungs 1 million times.
The skin, it cracks and turns to lines. Hold it up, where all can see. We’re temporary and frayed at the seams.
Don’t think the highs,
Were worth the lows.
Give it a little breathing room. A fall from that height. Is enough to bruise.
Don’t think the highs, Were worth the lows, Now you walk alone.
Fill my lungs 1 million times, Now you walk alone. Skin it cracks and turns to lines. Now you walk alone, now you walk alone.

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from Lifeswork, released November 7, 2014

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Final Drive Saint Louis

Southern Groove Thrash Metal, Final Drive, a heavy metal band from St.Louis, Missouri, delivering fast-paced, southern, groovy, thrashy auditory assault.
If you like Pantera, Clutch, Slayer & AC/DC, you should love Final Drive.

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