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I have this new tattoo of which the story must be
About the night I almost overdosed ten ago
I woke up in the hospital skin clammy and cold
And tubes in my urethra, down my throat and up my
My friends and the doctors were all shocked I wasn't
That's Katrina looked at me and this is what she said
Walk thunder
like thunder
Walk like
Walk thunder
So I to the rebel spot, I walked all over uptown
I walked right side up and I walked upside
I walked to with my eyes fixed on the ground, yeah
We walked all over Chetze Beach and kept the rocks we
Then I walked back to my parents' house, I walked back to my old bed,
I walked and I walked fast past all the voices in my head
I walked with the sweats and I walked with the
I walked in New York City and I in Bed-ford Hills
I walked into mic nights and I walked into the rooms
I walked feeling optimistic and I feeling doomed
I walked some mama's boys and I walked with some punks
I walked up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some givers and I walked with some
I walked all by myself and I with the Moldy Peaches
I walked all over the so I could sing my songs to you
And to your most desperate I'd said, "This is what I do"
I walk thunder
like thunder
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But at some I got so comfortable
That I even realize that I'd started to crawl
That my old friend Ammi at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked 'cause people my age are not supposed to die like
No, no, no, no, people my age are not supposed to die that
He was the old manager of the cafe
That place was a second to me, it's where I learned to play
And his personality really helped create a
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all and feel safe
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was
He'd either yell out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm you're here"
And it was always such an honor to Ammi on my side
why it hit me like a Mack truck when I found out that he died
Yeah, it hit me like a Mack when I found out that he died
Then Alex, 33 years old and so sick with the cancer
And trapped inside a body betrayed his real gender
We all hoped and that he would go into remission
At least enough, just long enough to complete his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you Eleventeen's my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on stage right now and you can along"
the very first song I ever wrote all by myself
It's about angels and recovery and friends and and health
By the time we finished he was pissed off, he was scared
He said, "I my home, my lover, my insurance and my hair
And now I'm to lose you too, my new friend"
I looked those big blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Yeah, I looked his sad blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Then I got the phone call from Alyssa and she me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside we were both flying
We held and we sang songs, tried to be strong floated around
While I the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the it had let him down
But at the same time I was taking my own for granted
First I lost sight of my then they became un-planted
And I never so stupid or so selfish or so sad, yeah
My body had been good to me and I treated it so bad,
My body had been to me and I treated it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends to me die"
So I kissed his cheek, him a shirt and then I said goodbye
And they cremated him in the that I drew
Of the two of us that said they're flying you too
Now the silver pink ponies have my in their crew
So I tightened up my and knew what I had to do
I started walking again, I walking again, I miss my friends
I started walking again, I started walking again, I miss my
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Even as a habit, predisposed
To systematically clinging together in the
Know the of a pack, it's not a question of the whole
The individuals bottleneck into the fold
On a March Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe
That reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, see
Yesterday the cells inside his chest growing baby teeth
Today a radiated vacancy
Wait, two years ago a friend of
me to redefine all enemy-kind
I'm at the at twenty-four and no one knew the future
I'll take it everybody the future
Antibodies hatching in a hellaback with no room to
Like pills into the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you told me like a
I you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a Mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of flow
To be around your without a beeping sound of Bogart
And about whatever people speak about
When nobody's acknowledging the disease about the crowbar
In deep slope, comatose of baggage
From king of to carrying for jackals
And never got to sing us all his own swan right
Coincidentally the rebel in me walk like
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