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Job For A Cowboy - The Stone Cross Lyrics



Job For A Cowboy - The Stone Cross Lyrics




I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone
Encircled and smothered within bars of rust

It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity
Sealed windows and doorways feel
Like decrepit paintings on the walls

Pieces of immovable art
Grow an everlasting flavour of neglect and dust
An existence within a casket to bear the living

My humble and delusional confine
My humble and delusional confine

Pieces of immovable art
Grow an everlasting flavour of neglect and dust
An existence within a casket to bear the living

I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone

It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity
Sealed windows and doorways feel
Like decrepit paintings on the walls

Pieces of immovable art
Grow an everlasting flavour of neglect and dust

I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone
Encircled and smothered within bars of rust
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I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone
Encircled and smothered within bars of rust

It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity
Sealed windows and doorways feel
Like decrepit paintings on the walls

Pieces of immovable art
Grow an everlasting flavour of neglect and dust
An existence within a casket to bear the living

My humble and delusional confine
My humble and delusional confine

Pieces of immovable art
Grow an everlasting flavour of neglect and dust
An existence within a casket to bear the living

I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone

It all helps me rest within a confine of serenity
Sealed windows and doorways feel
Like decrepit paintings on the walls

Pieces of immovable art
Grow an everlasting flavour of neglect and dust

I sleep on a cross for my madness
I exist within a foundation of stone
Encircled and smothered within bars of rust
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Writer: Anthony John Sannicandro, Daniel Alan Glassman, Jonathan Davy, Nicholas John Schendzielos, ALAN GLASSMAN, ANTHONY SANNICANDRO, NICHOLAS SCHENDZIELOS
Copyright: Lyrics © Royalty Network




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