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Back From The Dead

 

Back From The Dead


I heard you fucked up again
One day you're up then you're down
And everybody around, confounded
Oh, Elijah, oh oh, Elijah

You bring us back from the dead in the summer
When all these bodies have fled
One day you're up then you're down
To the other side

You disappear easily undercover
I know you're a part of me now
You can't read my mind and simplify these thoughts of mine

But I can't hide from the doubt
I know when you're in, we're on our way out
We know who you are
Elijah...

So ring the bell and say farewell
It's time for you to leave me now, my Jezebel
I tell myself, you're safe and well
It's time for you to leave me now, my Jezebel

Oh, my Jezebel
My Jezebel
We know who you are
Elijah...

So ring the bell and say farewell
It's time for you to leave me now, my Jezebel
I tell myself, you're safe and well
It's time for you to leave me now, my Jezebel

My Jezebel
Oh, my Jezebel
My Jezebel
Oh, my Jezebel

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