Oh black black heart of mine
drinking my blood, eating my lies
there’s a hole now to bury you
I’m shooting the birds passing by
see, skies are too high today
to fly on dead wings, my fool
Hey, the world is mine, or has been
I was her lover, she wasn’t mine
dear paradise, dear summer days
there’s a hole now to bury you
all the years the storm never came
I am still waiting for a proof
Kill the poets, yeah, they’re lost
they haven’t paid their costs
too many B-movies and rat holes
roads were just passing away
I was young, I was the wild one
a vegetarian cannibal to be free
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