Lonely, lonely
Lonely and sick of us
Lonely, lonely
Lonely and full of dust
Can you find a way to the smile road?
Where parasites no longer consume
The dragging way we try to go hold
The last hope before our fucking doom
And I recalled
Being left alone
And on my own
Left here with tombstones
Sitting and playing cards with
The Skeleton who cries blood
Here, we’re two waiting for three to bear gifts
Yes, here, we’re two and playing fucking cards
I saw her go
Did nothing but stand still
That night it snowed
Laid there as it did kill
I dared not speak a word as she moved
Deeper into the fog and faded
With no more pity and no more love
All melted and evaporated
Where his bony hand lifted up my thawed self
His bloody tears screamed that he wanted help
Where one abandons
One resumes the place
Where one commands hands
One gives rest from pace
For I recalled
Being dead alone
Left on my own
Left here with dead crones
Waking and playing cards with
The Skeleton who cries blood
Here, we’re two waiting for three to bear gifts
Yes, here, we’re two and playing fucking cards
And after all, you fucking murdered me
I knew I’d fall but didn’t fucking know just how
And after all, you killed and took your flee
I did not crawl; I was out beneath the tree’s owl
Hey, Skeleton man lets play another round
Oh yeah, hey love, there’s room for one more
Hey, bitch, there’s room for one more
Hey, bitch, there’s room for one more
Hey, bitch, there’s room for one more
Hey, bitch, there’s room for one more
Hey, bitch, there’s room for…
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