Call Off Your Horses by Hallelujah The Hills
I am the token fiend you read about in the bible
The kind that would come and ruin a miraculous scene
You had the distinct privilege of being my rival
And we took the thrill of a fight and it turned it into a
creed
So call all your horses off
Sing out the names of the brave
And rise up from whence you came
And come back to reload rifles in the rain
They say that you could force a field into your vision
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