Rilo Kiley - Accidntel Deth

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you’re obsessed with finding a new brain
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but what you need is a new body
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it feels your brain has lived a thousand lives before
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and the skin you call your home
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holds a heart that quits and knees that buckle in
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and lungs that can’t breathe when they’re alone
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and the days come to you like sailors
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you watch them as they drift away
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they meet the sunrise out at the horizon

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and it’s neither sink nor swim
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at least the water’s beneath your chin .

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there’s blood spilled on the floor
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everyone’s staring at you , what for?
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until you realize the blood is probably yours
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you feel you’ve lost something , you want it back
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you lie emotionless on your back
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and your legs aren’t taking anymore requests
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those disobedient wrecks
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how you cared for them as they carried you
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from class to class and coast to coast

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when you owned land and when you were broke
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through recessions and addictions

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it’s just your accidental death
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your accidental death
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it’s just your accidental death
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you’re the indian in the cougar’s nest .

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your fright gives way to memory
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have them cough you with your love
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or the story your father told you long ago
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he was hunting with his own father
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for deer he pointed and spotted her
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and then tripped over some roots or some dead trees
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the gun went off , it was a mistake
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and my father was only eight
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and as he watched the dying deer ,
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he was changed .

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’cause he felt sorry for what he’d done
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and he put down his gun
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will you feel sorry for what you’ve done?
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will you put down your gun?
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cause there’s no accidental death
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when you’re the indian in the cougar’s nest