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It's all the past-tense beautiful ones
They're working in these bars
They keep the lights dimmed down down down
In the hope that the years don't grow
And they look up to the sky in revolution
And they open up their mouths
A gutter baptism won't ever save you baby
But it won't be suicide if you drown
I'm too young to hate the games you play my friend
And I'm too old to turn you down
You want a Love what leaves bruises where he pleases
I'll try
And all of the young ones if they're still young enough to run
They're better than me still
Their hungry eyes seek out the strongest loudest biggest "best"
And they're just angry at the rest
They open up their thighs in revolution
And they open up their mouths
Some will learn to fight down down upon their knees
Most will just drown
I'm too old to play the games you play my friend
But I'm too young to turn them down
You want a Life what leaves bruises where it pleases
I'll try.
And yet you always cut the deepest
And yet you always fly away
Dry out your flesh on me
he would burn you anyway
And what of me and the noise I bring
I'm still working in these bars
I keep my head down down down
In the hope that the years don't show
I raised my voice in revolution
And I opened up my mouth
One more angel in the legions
I'm just waiting to be drowned
Out.
And I will always cut the deepest
And I will always fly away
Dry out your flesh on me
I will Love you anyway
© rob hinkal
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