Lyric: Song For An Unkind Poem by Saul McCandless

Lyric: Song For An Unkind



Shut your mouth
Maybe travel south
You have nothing to say
Nor games I want to play

Be quiet and still
You' re making me feel ill
I want to be far away
From you and led astray

Hold your hands
Safe in the sands
You know you should
Only if you now would

Pin your ears back
Turn your insides black
Little by little
Choke on your own spittle.

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Saul McCandless

Saul McCandless

Co. Down, N. Ireland
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