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Little Grave

from by CHELSEA WOLFE

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lyrics

when i was a little one
i’d follow you into the sun
i held your hand
you held me then
i went outside
you never saw me again

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touch not ye my little grave
for mama is now far away
they lay me there
and there i lay
you can’t fight guns with guns - we’ll all perish that way

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and the blue dreams keep on calling me

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credits

from Birth of Violence, released September 13, 2019

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