Dead stop on the curb
With eyes in back of my head
Curbside inside around parking ? ?
Got a sore throat keeping you down
A sick desire been creeping around
Got a gallon of blood squeezing thru my chest
And the closer I am to you the thicker it gets
A knife in the back and stuck in one place
With a pat on the back and a slap on the face
Keep trying to see from a better position
ItÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s no good
And it never really makes any difference
If it could
Sick of having to start all over again
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