Altar *

from by BlackCar



There's no-one like you
In this world
In this room
No-one cracked like you
Burnt right through

You've been dragging your bones
Staying home on a endless train
Your rain soaked heart and your junk filled tears
And your back is an altar to bleed on

Here's the money shot
We're so down now
And we just don't want you around
Feel the dirt of all this town
cos it's all over you now
All this never ending sacred waste of time
Eats you up inside
I saw that in your eyes

Your mouth is a desert to die in
Your eyes are a bed to lie in
A place in the grass to sleep on
And your back is an altar to bleed on


from Last Scene Rushes, released September 25, 2010



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