.This boxcar's been my home since St Antone
'Cause this ankle of mine I turned while hoppin' on
Shoots pain that feeds my dreams with luxuries
I see crystal chandeliers and burgundy
I can feel my mother's heartbeat from the track
It's the rhythm of a son that won't be b.
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