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[Ceschi] It's a shame, to walk the streets at night Not knowing where you're going, just heading towards nothing To rest your head on cement, never feeling another's flesh
To never wear a watch, to never hear or watch It's a crime, to have a disease To need to have to feed, desire constantly Oh it's pain, to love something that hates you and will not change
It hurts, to puncture yourself To smoke out of a can, to dream about sex To shave with scissors, to wash in water fountains To eat the eucharist, to beg for a DIIIIME It's fuckin sharp, to walk on gravel
With bare feet in the winter, and no more friendly liquor To wish to be in jail, to wish that you weren't here To look at yourself in car windows and remember that you once had a family
With a house and a dog and a garden With fake flowers and lawn gnomes and a picket fence In the middle of a suburb, happily married To a beautiful wife, with a son and a daughter AND A GUN! Yes a gun and the tomatoes, it's a shame A shame... a shame... a shame {*echoes*}