Tono: G
Introducción:
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It's dark at four PM in Leeds
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the steeples pierce the skylight till the last of it bleeds
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The absent sound of another day as it recedes into the shadows until it's nothing
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Fax papers slipped under the hotel room door
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like food for the prisoner or the prospect to the whore
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Well fed and halfway drunk I ache myself for more until I'm shadows of myself until I'm nothing
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Sixteen black churches burning on the TV
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all the way from Texas to Tennessee
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a politician locks my eye and says to me there is no crisis here there's no conspiracy
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I crave inertia every move made so I can stop
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Whatever this madness is in me spinning like a top
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on a bed of anxiety over a deep dark drop down into nothingness into without-youness
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Was it ever so evil creep like ivy,
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toe hold on the stronger half of nature's dichotomy
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Beating back a path through nothing more than pure insistence
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Until here becomes the distance
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Hold my head love I'm sick tonight
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find the open hole and press your finger there will all your might
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before the last ounce of my spirit bleeds
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onto the pristine sheets of the hotel bed in Leeds
tabbed by tmixbro