Steal Away by Murder By Death
Well the bombs are ringin'
like bells at a wedding,
and the whole sky fills with dust.
We'll get outta this town alive,
or in the ground;
Poke a hole through the clouds to breathe if we must...
Ohhh, tonight is the night
for the moon in June.
It is so bright.
Steal away.
Steal away tonight.
Well your momma and your papa,
they don't like me too much.
I've got a dark streak in my ways.
But you and me will stick together.
We're two birds of a feather;
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