Her Horses
Winter Like Death
i'm sick and tiredof being sick and tiredi know you've said it beforesee, but this time i'm not lyingHAHAHA do you get it?if it were in my hands and it probably isi'd tell the bossman offtell him i quiti'd come right homet to you and say...i've grown old and bitter through this winteri've stayed cold and shiveredwhen i look in the mirror i see just another liari see that i'm getting thinneri see that i'm still alive, most of the timelike a heartbroken horseheaded for the slaughterhousei hang my head, and the ghosts come outi sing,"captain are you there,captain are you there,captain are you there?"i never really left home.
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