Lyrics:
I found a letter, you gave me last year
I found the paper crumpled up in the clutter somewhere around here
Well, the pencil's faded now, stained
beeps when I'm in your trance
I'd rather dance with you in my bed of blunt thistles
Hypnosis T-shirt, he knows it might hurt
The crumpled poems, does she
in
But don't you know I was born to it
With a fragile vision of indecision
A tour van and a duffle coat
An empty pocket, a crumpled note
From
I'm breathing the air
I'm thinking of what you've done and said
You crumpled my heart
I was down on my knees
I'm hurting down inside
Wondered if you
Like bits of dust amidst a galaxy
Aimlessly free
All of my wants, all of my needs
Counted on six blue beads
Crumpled up hands, arthritic knees
Drawing
tonight bleed through the paper from my bleeding heart to you... these words are just for you...
If this letter arrives in your mail today crumpled up
my face
Asking what is wrong
Well I have given
Given myself way too much to think about
Until my box of
Box of crumpled kleenexes have all run
I carry on without you, as a withered little git
We're crumpled and outspoken, such a sarcastic wit
I get another mooler, who would only do me right,
not to lose me
Do not, don't have to lose me
Lately
It's been 3 am
Up still or up again?
I've kinda crumpled in your hands
Then I scattered in
drums rumbling for the demonic lord
Angels with their harps crumpled around their necks
Use the last words to sing a song, like that would help
You are
rubber's the last thing you'll hear
Sudden impact's all you'll feel
As you're crumpled under my wheels
Back in the city there's lots more prey
And if looks
time to choose
She left before sunrise, I woke to find
A half-mug of coffee, black and cold
The sheets are all crumpled, the pillows warm
And I'm
HATE FROM A HEART OF DEATH
[PART 3]
RETRIBUTION WILL BE MINE SAYS GOD
BROKEN BODIES LAY CRUMPLED DEAD
SLIMING CARNAGE THE EYE OF HATE
FREEDOM CALLS
along
Walk tall
Walk strong
The trip will go on and on
Life's gone
Love's gone
Mary knows what is wrong
I saw Mary
Crumpled under the pier
I saw faces
back sitting naked looking up and looking dead
A crumpled yellow piece of paper, seven nines and tens
I thought she'd be there holding daisies, she
I woke up on The Battery on a Charleston Friday night
With my dirt-stained Corduroys and Balances crumpled up by my side
I said goodbye to my
got sore
He was nothin' but a crumpled mass on the floor
CHORUS
She said "now don't you fret
No, don't you worry
I'll be the ghostwriter
she burned you
Or she crumpled you or at least she cursed you
Said mean and hateful things that seemed to be directed at you
But I'm here assuring
can't see your soul
Cos it's crumpled up on itself
Too many trips you take to the mirror
What you see you think is pretty
but it's her I know I would
That bad news gon' leave you stoned
Tia called on the phone
To say you passed in the night
I crumpled onto the street
The asphalt burning my
see the backseat of my car
Oh I see the backseat of my car (x2)
Shopping bags falling down
Apples roll, magazine crumpled
In the heat of night
Milk
each season
And then
Deepest winter
First blink
Sunlight dissolving cells
The hidden imaginings
Open butterfly, open
Reveal your wings
Like crumpled
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