Broking Downn
The Imaginaries

velvety fabrics on the back of my necknbarter with the owner, see what i can get insteadnif i come home again with beansnmy mama won't love me anymore nlast week i sold my mule for a magical feathernbut it didn't help me flynthat's why, and you can see, I'm broking down.nnsleep is for the tired, rest is for the wearyni've tried 256 times and i've given upnmoney's for the working cards are for the lovednflowers are for the dead, in the ground not up abovennbags filled with department store fruit juicena hundred eyes all aboard the Lndark compartments holding their secretsnfrom blind willie mctellnnstained stale brains in satin hellnsuitcase of cash down a wishing wellncome to me, cause i need this nowndon't care if it seems lowbrow, she saidnnget away, don't know you wellnsee you looking, can spot your tellnupside-down newspaper eye holes cut outncome any closer man, i'm gonna fucking shoutnnsmog erupts, and the factory doorsnblow wide open, we're talking gale forcenknocks me down, onto my backncatch and release, she's set the trap, it's her faultnnofficer come on, was just fooling aroundnwalking behind her 50 feet going stagnsure, there might've been binoculars in my bagnand 22 feet of rope, well that was my badnthe hunting knife i didn't think i hadnnso now I'm free in a jail for my mindnyou won't have to worry about looking behindnit'll be a while till i get out for my crimesnso keep pretty we'll meet again in timennstained stale brain in concrete hellnone penny saved from a wishing wellndrowning below, wanted out i could tellna penny earned, one more thing you can sell


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