i-pod wars
us ones in between by sunset rubdown
waiting inside a while
and you are a wrecking ball
before the building fell
and every lightning rod
has got to watch the storm cloud come
and I’ve heard of dirty fiends
but you don’t often hear
of us ones in between
who eat their babies
and I wonder if they stop
to think about the taste
outside of
and I saw the sun come up
somewhere in
and in the darkness
I taught myself to hate
oh where were you
oh where were you
and where’d the fucking sun go
and I am surviving
and I want to be alone
but I want your body
so when you eat me
mother and baby
oh baby mother me
before you eat me
when you’ve got the inside lane
don’t pull your hair out
I won’t pull my hair out
for I have never seen a sun
that did not it’s bury its head
in the side of the world
when the day is done
waiting inside a while
you are a wrecking ball
before the building fell
and I will mutter like a lover
who speaks in tongues
he speaks in tongues
I speak in tongues
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