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I could use a lie or two
I'll keep them for me
won't use them on you
stretched here on my back
like a turtle rehearsing suicide
On my knees for
prayers, songs, accusations, whatever
go out and invent
yourselves new ones
That's the way it's written here
that's the way
that's the way it's written here
on this blankets
between ashes and lost hair
Wheels, powder, citylights, whatever
I leave it on the nightshade
of my window
while it goes on
It goes: "shouting, choking, laughing", whatever
while I lay here in this body
only waiting for some sleep
That's the way it's written here
that's the way
that's the way it's written here
on these blankets
between ashes and lost hair
