Cottonwood Firing Squad - Mister Church Lyrics

Cottonwood Firing Squad Lyrics

"Mister Church"

All that I know
To reproduce and getting old
Ain't that the point of everything
All that I know
Watch the crows pick at my bones

Ain't that the point of everything?
All I really want is just to tell you
All I really need is you in my head
All I really want is to be alone with you

All that I know
To reproduce and getting old
Ain't that the point of everything
All that I know
Watch the crows pick at my bones

Ain't that the point of everything
All I really want is just to tell you
All I really need is you in my head
All I really want is to be alone with you

All I really want is just to tell you
All I really need is you in my head
All I really want is to be alone with you

All I really want is just to tell you
All I really need is you in my head
All I really want is to be alone with you

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Writer(s): William James Rodriguez

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"Mister Church" lyrics

Cottonwood Firing Squad Lyrics