The bodies were outside
They'd told you how to be alive
To be alive like the Harry the Head in your heart
To be alive as they told,as they told
They sprawled their legs on the sills of the windows
They pressed their faces inside yours
They'd told you how to do when they wanted to meet you
But they always cheat you as they told,as they told
The highbinder gave you chances,the lowrider would run over them up
But they stabbed your bosom and consciousness directly
They kissed off the soul of you,the kiss of death of you
So you couldn't find the entrence of the trade
The graves around your house of them were the hotbed they slept away
They dug it themselves and they dug at you
Then they told you how to do,as the first time they wanted you
Then they told you how to do,they told you how to do
The last rememberance of you was they came to meet you
The last scene of the story was the assimilation
The fairy tale ended with the runaway of the binder
'Cause you did it as the crabber,and not did it as they told
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