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Written by Jay Wasco | ||
Copyright 2004 | ||
From the Johnny Skilsaw | ||
"Blood Lead"LP | ||
All Instruments & vocals by JW | ||
Recorded at 164 east 37th street NYC circa 1998 | ||
Carnal Sleep |
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The empty room |
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The burning decoration | ||
Ashes that blow | ||
Ashes that blow across the hardwood floors | ||
Ashes in flight |
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Don't make good decorations | ||
Dust in my eye | ||
Sand in my mind | ||
Stand in my mind |
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The carnal sleep | ||
Lies waiting for an answer | ||
And when she falls | ||
And when she falls There'll be a multitude of things to do |
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There'll be a multitude of things to do | ||
Things we can do to you | ||
And in her sleep |
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She cried out for no | ||
But yo, he wasn't listening | ||
No his own agenda | ||
No had a crowded dance card all his own | ||
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And I think you should know ‘bout the tears in my hands and The holes in my walls |
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And I wish you could feel but you don't know the deal 'bout the heartbreak you’ve caused |
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And I wish you to feel every cold draft of air |
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through your hollow inside | ||
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copyright 2004 Jay Wasco | ||
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