You turn steps, into strides
Bleached black, my insides
Ain't no laws, in this town
Don't want no, laws around!

You know I meant it, what I said
You know I meant it, I'm not brain dead

Flip a knife, cut the bastard out
Sow my own stitches, without a doubt

Since I was a boy, been drawn to the dust
The wide expanses, my dreams filled up with lust

Spent all night, lost in your deep waves
Your purring voice, cosmic caves
There's beauty in the bones, ground to dust
Abandoned places, in God we trust

Who knew every little piece of you, would fall down, fall down
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