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white stripes - 300 m.p.h. torrential outpour blues lyrics

i´m bringing back ghosts
that are no longer there
i´m gettin´ hard on myself
sittin´ in my easy chair
well, there´s three people in the mirror
and i´m wonderin´ which one of them i should choose
well, i can´t keep from laughin´
spittin´ out these 300 mile per hour outpour blues

i´m breakin´ my teeth off
tryin´ to bite my lip
there´s all kinds of red-headed women
that i ain´t supposed to kiss
and it´s that color that never fails
to turn me blue
so i just swallow it and hold on to it
and use it to scare the h-ll out of you

i have a woman
´says come and watch me bleed
and i´m wonderin´ just how i can do that
and still give her everything that she needs
well, there´s three people in my head that have the answer
and one of them´s got to be you
but you´re holding tight to it — the answer
singin´ these three hundred mile per hour outpour blues

put on gloves, a tied scarf and wrap up warm
on this winter night
everytime you get defensive
you´re just looking for a fight
it´s safe to sing somebody out there´s got a problem
with almost anything you´ll do
well, next time they stab you don´t fight back just play the victim
instead of playin´ the fool
and the roads are covered with a million
little molecules
of cigarette ashes and the school floors are covered
with pieces of pencil eraser too
well sooner or later the ground´s gonna be holdin´ all
of my ashes too
but i can´t help but wonder if after i´m gone will i still have these three hundred mile per
hour, finger breaking, no answers makin´, battered dirty hands, bee stung and busted up, empty
cup torrential outpour blues

one thing´s for sure: in that graveyard
i´m gonna have the shiniest pair of shoes

- white stripes lyrics

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