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Ashamed – Deer Tick

October 30, 2008

I am the boy your mother wanted you to meet.
But, I am broken and torn with hills on my feet.
And with your purest light, why don’t you shine on me?
Well I should have been an angel,
But, I’m too dumb to speak.
Now, as she gets nearer, the visions get clearer.
I’ll kneel and weep.
I will hold her dear.
Oh, If your eyes water, you’ve got your favorite number to spin.

And oh, what a crying shame, a crying shame,
What we became.

Murder in my throat, screaming bloody all night.
Hit him with a book and how he crumbles.
Oh, you should of seen how the arches tumble,
They’re golden no more.
Now, I’m smiling in my blood.

I’m caught in a whirlwind.
I’m going to heaven.
I’m standing on trial and it’s painted on canvas,
An eternal testament to how we are so animalistic.

And oh, what a crying shame, what a crying shame,
What we became.

I bow my head in the morning light and say goodnight.
I held her hand and I, I kissed her eyes.
Stumbled down the stairs and hang my self on high.
And, I started for the town that I….
[front yard]
…and died.

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