Long winding cathedrals
in the middle of cities
red roses thrown all over the
floor .
Sitting near a piano
with faces so pretty
mouths wide open
everything
Sore.
I sit counting digits
looking at numbers
all of my friends
dancing in
the rain
You don't see me
or maybe you do
I got no money
but I can't
complain
Looking and searching thru Babylon, sweetheart
looking to rip high
looking to rip low
Don't you got anything left me sweetheart
dont you got anywhere
where we could
Go?
She lives on Love street
I live on High End
everyne lives together
somewhere beyond
my friends are all rolling
rocking
and rolling
everyone rolling
the day almost
Gone...
Tears
im crying tears
drinking coffee
with whiskey
crying tears
i Scream TEARS
i am crying tears
drinking coffee
with whiskey
me crying
tears
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