Leaving St. Louis

I'd made up my mind

I was going to stay

But they've made theirs up too

I'll be going away

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Much liquid was spilled

Tears of salt and tears of blood

Now my future's so unclear

It's dark and thick like mud

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Soon I'll be going home

But I still don't know when

I've lost another chance

I've fucked it up again

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I'm sorry Mom and Dad

I know that you don't want me back

So I'll try and make it quick

I'll be out of your way like 'that'

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No point in paying for the plane

The money's just a waste

When he's already calling me

Death's close enough to taste

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Please, don't bring me back

Please, don't even try

The return would just be pointless

I'd be coming home to die