HORS

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Horse you left yourself at the beginning
That's the place they said that we would fall

Now HORSE is just a game out there for winning
Horses in a field sweeping the moss

She ran out, she thought she heard them whinny
I don't think I'd jump a horse, nuh-uh

Some just see four-legged foals for petting
Horses in a stall chewing on straw

Our modern tweakers, they don't need their horses
Some horses for an apple they will part

Cause we ascended from the time of horses
I wondered if the horses miss their job

I am horse story
I am a whole story
I am horse story
I am an old story