Walking wounded with a belly full of pain and a big bad attitude
Yeah, we are shaking shadows for that perfect dark room
Where we can do just what we wanna do

There is a place where we can leave behind
All those simple minds
They would not like the way we live

When we are all alone
In this house that we call home
You will become my misery whip
Yes I said like a misery whip

Walking hungry with a pocket full of promise and big black song in my head
Yes I know the answers to my questions, they are purple, black, and blue
And they're waiting for me in my bed

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