.You like to carry my heart in a bag that's broken
You're asking when do I stop, when the bottle's empty?
Blacker than my father's soul, drunk enough to raise us all
Pink, pink
Roses, roses
Nomad drowning rat black, black
So black you can't even grasp the fact
Bl.
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