Bleed |
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1 | Running trough frozen shadows | |
2 | Knife edged shrieking street-lights | |
3 | Broken glass in empty windows | |
4 | Hollow dreams in empty nights | |
5 | Tangles railroad entrails of Hoboken | |
6 | Pavement steaming central heat | |
7 | Vision smashed | |
8 | All hope broken | |
9 | And trashed | |
10 | Like refuse in the street | |
11 | It's the same old story | |
12 | Who can see it as she sees | |
13 | Risking the fangs of the predatory | |
14 |
Trying to find a little squeeze |
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15 | You know, her sister's a junky | |
16 | And her boyfriend's a thief | |
17 | Stay ahead of the twisted monkey | |
18 | Trying to get some relief | |
19 | Sidewalk shimmers like quick sand | |
20 | Furnace opens ready to receive | |
21 | She takes it all in | |
22 | But on the other hand | |
23 | Doesn't begin | |
24 | To know what to believe | |
25 | It's the same old story | |
26 | Who knows it as only she can know | |
27 | Racing the silence of purgatory | |
28 |
Going all out to cop some good blow |
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29 | Someday I'll make a wish upon a star | |
30 | And wake up where the flashing neon light bazaar | |
31 | Is far | |
32 | Behind me | |
33 | Far behind | |
34 | Where trouble melts away the pressure drops | |
35 | So high above the smoking chimney tops | |
36 | Just stop | |
37 | And find me | |
38 | Just try and find | |
39 |
Me |
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40 | Speeds along and turns the corner | |
41 | Out over barren fields of steel rail | |
42 | Hissing jets piss stinking summer | |
43 | Out into dark clouds of misty veil | |
44 | She runs ahead through misty shadows | |
45 | She stumbles blindly in the heat | |
46 | Sweat streaming | |
47 | Down her face and fingers | |
48 | Earth tearing | |
49 | At her leaden feet | |
50 | Far away the moment trembles | |
51 | Opening like the cracks of doom | |
52 | The world disintegrates | |
53 | And reassembles | |
54 | Into the sterile silence | |
55 | Of her room | |
56 | Four walls reflected in the mirror | |
57 | Four walls that intersect four other walls | |
58 | And now her hand | |
59 | With ever dropping pressure | |
60 | She tries to stand | |
61 |
But falls |
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62 | To her knees she falls | |
63 | She knows what it means | |
64 | And with her head thrown back | |
65 | She starts to laugh | |
66 | And she screams | |
67 | And she screams | |
68 | And she screams, "Bleed | |
69 | "Bleed, mother fucker, bleed | |
70 | "Bleed cock-sucker | |
71 | "Bleed | |
72 | "Bleed | |
73 |
"Bleed |
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