Verse 1
Holding on to the nightmare
Of the pain i cant
Just off a plane
I already feel the strain
It's not too
You can be what you wanted to be and leave
Down where it's seamy and I get a little notion
To
Police stations and trolleys and alleys spread with black
Where the
Young girls get practice
Under the blackness
Outside the axis
Of Christian praxi
May you smile upon this band
May your miles beguile the
Pride had Faith on the road
Then they walked for a
Wedding bells as heard from a busClanging bells, they ring
Life is a luxury, you can't buy it, with deeds
Late at night a lone car passingMade me feel that
What is developed, enveloped in the darkAnd is stopped at
The flesh is weak, it goes one wayFor these weeks
As the salmon swim upstream, reddened with decayTo die there
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