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V1
I see you dancing circles
Around the warning I spilled on your floor
There is a cold wind at the door
He is trying to sell you
A warm southern winter
A whore, you can rent her
A warm southern winter
Wait, there’s more if you listen
But you never take advice
When there is still ice
We could use to keep the conversation
At room temperature.

Ch1
You are like a blizzard back when we had real winters
You are like misery back when we had company
Baby, you’re a natural disaster.

V2
I get up to lie down
You crawl back into the couch
You find a note you wrote to yourself
Reminding me
There is a time to chill out
There is a time to sell out
There is a time to sit down
There is a time to get out
Out on the streets the city is pink
The light on a drift is the color of sleep
Out on the streets the houses are bleak
I walk through a drift up to my knees.

Ch2 and Ending
You are like a blizzard back when we had real winters
You are like misery back when we had company
Baby, you’re a natural disaster.

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from Someone's Gotta Live in This Town, released September 9, 2018

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Matt Garrison Carbondale, Illinois

Matt Garrison: git, vox
Eric Fisher: lead git
Kevin Loseke: accordion, keys, etc.
Andrew Moody: bass
Rob Wills: drums

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