Three
inches above the floor
Man ina box wants to burn my soul
and I'm tired
Is that the truth
he says
the pain is easy
too
many words, too many words
and I can hear 'em
If you hearing screams
Come back child, come back
My hands are dry
But I know they're gonna make it
just one more night
too many words, too many words
and I can hear 'em
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