skiing - The Shark | Текст песни

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Last night you lay crying in my bed
What could I have said?
A bottle of white, a bottle of red
Your medicine
Your truth serum
Don't dabble in your mother's curse
Deceptive verse
My father's father's father
He dove into the water
Into the jaws of a shark
My father's mother's brothers
They fought against each other
In a war in the north.

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