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| Cold Brains (Beck) |
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Alone at last
And no thoughtsno mindto rot behind
A trail of disasters
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ridedisowned
Corroded to the bone
The fields of green are bentobscene
I lay upon the gravel
And a worm of hopea hangman's rope
Pulls me one way or the other
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We write these songs
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song is heard no longer
In the evacuated Heavens
The drain is drawn and drained and gone
And on and onit doesn't matter
A final curse
Abandoned hearse
We ridedisowned
Corroded to the bone
A bird of song is heard no longer
In the evacuated Heavens
The drain is drawn and drained and gone
And on and onit doesn't matter
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