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  1. 01 Oulaws and Angels
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Lyrics

We all know, and we’re fine with it,
We ain’t afraid of dyin’
Proud and loyal hearts are true
We’ve got a twisted mausoleum with a fully stocked bar
And a candle lit table for two
The highway lost to most we found it
Torch lit high we ride

It’s a dark road we’re riding my friends
Where the cold caskets gravely descend
All guns still blazing, conscious suicide
Outlaws and Angels
Brazen we ride

We stand up in the saddle
Facin’ trouble like insane men
Laughin’ as we roll off to war
Intense amount of love, small amount of hate
Hope won’t fade away
Standing by our brothers with the unmarked graves
For freedom, more than happy to pay
The highway lost to most we found it
Torch lit high we ride

© 2012 Thief River