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every time

sweaty silent hands and stale cigarettes and beer and a thousand savage ghosts

choking every breath

tearing flesh from muscle from bone

and every time you look away and start again it's a new song a new line a new time to say

i knew you when

when

when you could still hear the sound of the sea when you closed your eyes

when i could still be still and be

just be without the rusty razor of madness sliding slipping caressing every movement every

every

every time a new song a new line a new time to decipher

the truth from the lies from the ridiculous notion that any of it matters anyway any day

any day

any day now you will look at me and be left no choice but to separate truth and lie and lie

lie

lie down with me and lie to me some more with your sweet pretty tongue

while the radio screams give me life give me pain give me my self again

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Written by
andrea-bush
Published
Sep 26, 2010
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"give me life give me pain give me myself again" -tori amos, little earthquakes

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