Force it down.
It's too late to stop now.
Much too late for that.
It's enough to make me sick.
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Somewhere between asleep and waking,
there's a moment of picturesque clarity,
which floods the senses,
embracing me with indescribable rapture.
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I station myself on a patch of earth,
Determined to stand, unwavering,
A lite breeze crosses my path,
I follow where it leads.
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I want for nothing,
Please kill me Father time,
I sing the songs of speechlessness,
Please rend my throat from it's home,
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Sober up a bit baby and get up out of bed,
You're going out tonight in a dress that's red,
You'll drink my soul and spill my heart,
Slip out of that dress and tear me apart.
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Like some cracker barrel breaker,
In the back of a bloody blues bus,
Screaming to your hearts content,
'Punish the wicked and spare the good',
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Twisted little sister so sincere, heartache too much to bear,
Sitting simple staring out the back seat window into thin air,
Wash away the world with the wind that blows in your hair,
Tears streak down, dissappear, as if they were never there,
...
She locked the door behind her,
Didn't come out for about an hour,
Gave us all a scare,
She'd shaved off all her hair.
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</>You walked the land and saw the world,
But lost yourself along the way,
Search the oyster for the pearl,
I always knew you wouldn't stay.
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Had me a basket,
Filled it with eggs,
Dropped that poor basket,
When the earth missed my legs.
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