Piru Blues

Show me how to breathe again

Give me a reason to end

This pain and all the suffering

Is there something, can I wait

It's hard to believe again

Is it something? It may be nothing (nothing)

Blood stains on the camouflage jacket

And love pained hands on the fully automatic

She looks into the eyes of her comrade slash lover

Comcast CSPAN cover warfare rages on the other

Side of the world where the revolution udders

In a language besides brotherly love for the sufferers

It's the sacrifice that touches her

He brushes her cheek smeared with black smudges of

All the dirt he picked up from falling to the earth

Where them things fall so far to love and so into berserk

Supplies in the church but nothing of worth

That can repair the heart so out comes the tears and in come the vision

Gargoyles and griffins, the tension, the ?, the stiffin, release

On his way to God, guarded by the beast

She picks up his rifle and rushes to the street

Show me how to breathe again

Give me a reason to end

This pain and all the suffering

Is there something, can I wait

It's hard to believe again

Is it something? It may be nothing (nothing)

With blood stains on the chinchilla fur

And a hundred bullet holes in the Rolls Royce Spurt

Through designer sunglasses the world is a blur

Diamonds are being ripped from the neck of a third

Second and first seem so unneeded

But this one she feels that he got what he deserved

THe money floats, the liquor spills

She dances on macabres and nigger-as being killed

Skeletons dance with her, a elegant prance amidst the

Whores and the drunks, the sinners and the punks

A parliament of fools baptized in the funk

Cologne don't stop bullets no matter where you put it

But they spray it in the trunk, it mixes with the blood

And the residue of drugs, it hits her all at once

Stings the nostrils

As our Rihanna as Madonna in nirvana

Be witches in other hostel

Show me how to breathe again

Give me a reason to end

This pain and all the suffering

Is there something, can I wait

It's hard to believe again

Is it something? It may be nothing (nothing)

Show me how to breathe again

Give me a reason to end

This pain and all the suffering

Is there something, can I wait

It's hard to believe again

Is it something? It may be nothing (nothing)

With blood stains on the maxi pad missing

We welcome another soul into the land of the living

Something about the mirror so different, it smiles

Now how could glass smile

So she runs into the kitchen

The microwave the spoons and the plates

Everywhere where there's a reflection of her face

The turned off TV, the cell phone and laptop screen be

Looking jubilant as Jeezy

In the trap or Gucci in the chain shop

A fan getting name dropped

This wasn't in the plans but the pain stopped

And held the daffodils

Pleasant surprise not in the newspaper horoscope

Or seen in the leaves of a chamomile

She must've missed it

Probably surprised out of the bag cause she dissed it

Learned her lesson, she feels terrific

Show me how to breathe again

Give me a reason to end

This pain and all the suffering

Is there something, can I wait

It's hard to believe again

Is it something? It may be nothing (nothing)