Welcome to my three-seat home
I'm afraid it's a little close for comfort, but if you
take a seat right next to me,
a little bit past the denim tree, you'll see,
it ain't so bad, to take a break or three
So, settle in my wayward friend
Tell me, what has been, and what's ahead?
You say your dreams are slowly dyin in the harsh light of the sun,
The way it strips, bare, all you've said and done
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Now, no need to be shy,
you see, bread was made for eatin', and the beer to be drunk dry,
Let's fill those bones of yours with something more than pain and ache
and fill the lines that seem to line your hands and face
Oh, you poor old mournful soul,
you must've had a hellish year for you to be so goddamn low, oh dear, you're
Wilting like a lily under incandescent sun, drenched in blood,
imagined love, desire undone, in two from one, oh, don't you run
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Your fear, it speaks in tongues,
ringing through lost memories left to oblivion,
From the sound of piercing laughter to the rumblings of despair
but all you ever wanted was for anyone to care
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