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Junkie Lean (live)
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From the edge of the platform
You can watch the junkie lean
Like some collapsing waveform
Like a suicide machine
You’re way out there past the breakers
Carved out like a work of art
By the liars and the takers
Who never once could see you heart
And you’re standing there swaying
No one can hear what you’re saying
Are you cursing, are you praying
While you’re standing there swaying?
Your eyes are dirty snowballs
Your eyes are a child alone
Who saw one too many close calls
Through the window of a haunted home
And you’re standing there swaying
While those ghosts are ricocheting
Can you feel it decaying
As you’re standing there swaying?
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Jarrod Whittington Brooklyn, New York
You felt that ancient longing for something you didn't know what it was or what it was called you didn't even know how to ask anyone.
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