On sticks and sand, lost my money, lost my hands
Blood
Walls bleed pictures bend their fractured frames
Features on canvas torn
Burning
All has gone, can't you see
Lights slipped on, out of
Tell me through your beard the USA is weird, Aah
Hide
Are you trying to retrieve
All of what you once believed?
Are
Are you trying to retrieve
All of what you once believed?
Are
Hey where you're going its hard to tell
You know that
Big Bird
Big sad
No word
Big Bad
Colours fill the floor
Leaving me no
Why no pills today?
Bitter tears
7:00 A.M. and wasting
Now the end is in sight, I'm just tired
Lying awake
Bonfires in forests
Lamp lights in houses
Warmth obscured
No cause for worry
No
Threw my glasses in the dirt
Tell you 'man that really
This car broke down and it won't go anymore
This motorbike
Living with your battered head in a can
Hearing all the
God, it takes you so long just to think
You're um
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