Mockingbird Wish Me Luck - Brooklyn, NY lyrics

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Oh Churchyard, Churchyard please, <br />

Sing something back to me.<br />

The bell that rang my bones, <br />

They left me feeling old.<br />

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I saw young lovers carved on trees.<br />

My gravel voice and your smoky hair.<br />

To whisper maliciousness and swear<br />

That we'll never leave our names on anything<br />

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Brooklyn was calling us out<br />

But I couldn't stand embracing you now.<br />

Lucid dreams on burial schemes<br />

With dead men standing behind me.<br />

Brooklyn was calling us out.<br />

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It's a war of dead men vs. new ideas.<br />

My god I hate your friends.<br />

Lucked out and learned to dance to misery<br />

While hanging onto your consent<br />

This is the last romance sponsored by cigarettes.<br />

When these low lives spoke to me of redemption, <br />

I lost my confidence in<br />

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Ethics so loosely laced together<br />

Cause I fold at the slightest touch.<br />

Still had the guts to hold your friends<br />

Between our lips.<br />

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Ethics this loosely laced together<br />

Cause I fold at the slightest touch.<br />

Still had the grace to torch my past, <br />

Pick up my phone, come pick me up.<br />

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Brooklyn was calling us out<br />

But I couldn't stand embracing you now.<br />

Hollow dreams of casualties<br />

That casually rest their hands on me.<br />

Brooklyn...