Firing Squad Songtext

Epicure

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Firing Squad Songtext
One last cigarette
One last fading dream
One set of tracks into the sea
Footsteps off the balcony.
And preacher I believe
In your shock therapy
I once was blind but now I see everything so clearly.

And I'm breathing through my soul
And I'm breathing through it all
I'm breathing through my soul.

The firing squad will let you rest your head
Pucker up honey, any last requests?
I'll be breathing through my soul.
Fuck it up, romance aint dead
Pucker up honey any last requests?
I'll be breathing through my soul.
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