Clementine Was Right - Face Full of Charcoal

Take me like a sparkler through the woods in the dark
Drinking Dr. Pepper and Makers Mark
Jump in the ravine in our underwear
Break into the mill, show you I ain't scared
Of dying here

I know you read Camus back in high school
You still get sentimental over waning moons
Want you like a furnace wants a perfect brick
Sandals on the guardrail in
The wind

I was born down the street from a long black train
It's coming for me, I know it's coming for me
You can bury your clothes, change your name
You know it's coming for you, you know it's coming
For you

Face full of charcoal, we all fall down
Face full of charcoal we fall
Face full of charcoal, we all fall down
Face full of charcoal we fall

Eating all the peaches straight from the tin
Throwing your couch off the green bridge
Did you hear the one about the PE coach?
Bones on the levee and the van
That they found them in

Here's where your mom fell asleep in the car
This right here is your permanent scar
Count all the pull-ups I do off this branch
You tell me what kind of man
I am

If you lay your hands here
The shaking will stop
You tell me but I don't believe
If you lay your hands here
The shaking will stop
You tell me but I don't believe

Trust me, trust me
Baby just trust me
Yeah that's the problem I think

I was born down the street from a long black train
Know it's coming for me, I know it's coming

Written by:
Mike Young

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