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Şarkı Sözleri I want my records back and that Motorcycle gas tank that I spray painted black The owls have been talking to me But I'm sworn to secrecy Woke up in a burnt out basement Sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch The moon, it'll rise with a search Horse laughter, it's dragging pianos to the ocean If I had a home you'd know it'd be In a slide trombone I woke up in a burnt out basement Sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch I woke up in a burnt out basement Sleeping with metal hands in a spirit ditch