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Dirty Sheets

from Liam Murphy Holt by Sad Cops

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You're a glass half full kind of gal and now you're gallivanting around
Pushing your piety on everyone else, paying your souls’ mortgage after the banks all fell
You worship those crystals and think that heaven's just a ragged little house
Honey let me tell you something about hell, it's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel

It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel
It's your final resting place and your holding cell
It's burning on your hand from table salt and ice
It's the sight of love fleeting from your girlfriend's eyes

Stop telling me
“It's on the inside”

It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel
It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel
It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel
It's your final resting place and your holding cell

It's not just dirty sheets in a run down motel
It's your final resting place and your holding cell
It's burning on your hand from table salt and ice
It's the sight of love fleeting from your girlfriend's eyes

Your self righteous lover doesn't want you like I do
Your great great grandfather doesn't need you like I do
You don't want a husband oh but I need a wife
Baby you don't care about me but you're my whole life

Stop telling me
“It’s on the inside”

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from Liam Murphy Holt, released April 19, 2016

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