I will tear the
Eyes from my gray head
To see you
Tired, empty
I will bite my tongue
To taste you
And I will shed my skin
Oh, to let you in
So wake them
Your guns for me
I'm only temporary
I will tear the
Fingers from my hands
To feel you
Like a suitcase
I will fold my spine
And leave you
And I will leave no cores
And all my restless thoughts
Inside for you to forget
Oh, I
Got caught again
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