The shred of grace among the common thieves
They left your passport with the policía
Raw but thankful
Well that's the oldest trick in the book
Baby, don't cry
Some days they just catch your number
Baby, don't cry
Some days they just carve into you
Baby, don't cry
I watch the sunset dwindle
You said you saw the green flash light up the sky
Seems the meaning of things
Is caught in the witness
Baby, don't cry
Some days they just catch your number
Baby, don't cry
Some days they just carve into you
Baby, don't cry
Some days they just catch your number
Don't cry
Some days they just carve into you
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