Taciturn days and nights
My sinister side laid bare
Skin peeled back by the jaws of life
Raw flesh, sinew, muscle, organs, tendons, bone, marrow, pulsing veins
My own bare hands pulling at my heart,
pulling it like wet rope through my own rib cage
My body pulls back
An epic tug of war
Tugging, drugging, slugging, hugging
It's not about me. It's about my crime.
2 comments:
You really got me, 1976, You really got me now you've got me so I don't know what Im doing....
I AM AFRAID TO READ ANY DURING FURTHER
Song Dreamer
Album Crime of the Century (20th)
Artist SuperTramp
Hint Dead Giveaway
Remix On Breakfast in America (Texas)
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