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Ellen West lyrics
That last one messed me up
Things look bad
Things look tragic
I keep looking in the mirror
Afraid that I won't be there
Courting Ellen West, dancing on her grave
Saving Ellen West
My house is full of demons
I swear to God, I need to go to bed
I need to go to sleep
I'm awake with a vengeance
Saving Ellen West 'cause she wanted it
This way
My mouth is full of demos
I swear to God I need to go to bed
I need to go to sleep
I need that hope chest
I need to breathe, I need you here
I need to disappear
Part of these releases
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- Track 6 on The Real Ramona
- 5 Golden Thing
- 7 Dylan
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- Track 6 on Real Ramona
- 5 Golden Thing
- 7 Dylan
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- Track 4 on The Season Sessions: Spring
- 3 Catch
- 5 Fish
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