LYRICS
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Drop thatGet upTake to the streetsBetter lock that kid upFace full of teeth when he hock that spit upPacing the beat like a beastRocking the block on repeatSpeak from the cut like a rush of bloodPaint red on the sleeves of the ones you loveLay the sick ones down and the bells will ringPut pennies on the eyes let the dead men singI shiver and shake the warm air coldI'm alone on my ownIn every mistake I dig this holeThrough my skin and bonesIt's harder starting overThan never to have changedWith Blackbirds following meI'm digging out my graveThey close in, swallowing meThe pain, it comes in wavesI'm getting back what I gaveI sweat through the sheet as daylight fadesAs I waste awayIt traps me inside mistakes I've madeThat's the price I payIt's harder starting overThan never to have changedWith Blackbirds following meI'm digging out my graveThey close in, swallowing meThe pain, it comes in wavesI'm getting back what I gaveI drop to the floor like I did beforeStop watchingI'm coughingI can't be moreWhat I want and what I need are at constant warLike a well full of poisonA rotten coreThe blood goes thinThe fever stingsAnd I shake from the hell that the habits bringLet the sick ones downThe bells will ringPut pennies on the eyesLet the dead men singWith Blackbirds following meI'm digging out my graveThey close in, swallowing meThe pain, it comes in wavesI'm getting back what I gaveI'm getting back what I gaveI'm getting back what I gave
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