http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d2Leo9HSaGQ
Listen and be blown away.
Mary, this station is playing every sad song.
I remember like we were alive.
I heard and sung them all from inside of these walls.
In a prison cell, where we spent those nights.
And they burnt up the diner where I always used to find her
Licking young boys blood from her claws.
And I learned about the blues from this kitten I knew
Her hair was raven and her heart was like a tomb.
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9 years ago
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