Snake Eyes
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Swing low, swing low for to carry me home in fire the skies of red. My breath's gone cold a kiss from the coal a blanket of snow overhead. Slow, holy roller it's just rock and roll. Hold your tears where they've hung all these years down from the heavens above. Old snake eyes you had better disguise all that appears of thee. Pray for love from the heavens above laid in the ashes below. Laid in the ashes below.
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