Of course there was no gold mine
I freed the dogs, burned their sled
I killed the guy asleep in bed
I pushed him off into the drink
Who needs to know from I told you so?
Go tell it to your lord
I said go tell it to the lord
I was gonna be the bride
Of this whole godforsaken mountainside
Instead I'm just a flower girl
Dropping petals off of this empty world
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