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I have this new tattoo of which the must be told
About the night I overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital with clammy and cold
And tubes in my urethra, down my throat and up my
My friends and the doctors all shocked I wasn't dead
That's when looked at me and this is what she said
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So I walked to the rebel spot, I walked all uptown
I walked right side up and I walked upside
I walked to Chetzemoka with my eyes fixed on the ground,
We walked all Chetze Beach and kept the rocks we found
Then I walked back to my house, I walked back to my old bed, yeah
I walked back and I walked 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 walked in Hills
I walked into open mic nights and I walked the rooms
I walked feeling optimistic and I feeling doomed
I walked with some mama's boys and I walked with some
I walked dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a
I walked with some givers and I walked with some
I walked all by myself and I walked with the Peaches
I walked all over the so I could sing my songs to you
And to your most emails I'd said, "This is what I do"
I walk thunder
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But at some point I got so
That I didn't even realize that I'd started to
That my old friend Ammi at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked people my age are not supposed to die like that
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 home to me, it's where I learned to
And his personality really helped a space
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all gather and safe
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was
He'd either out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm glad you're here"
And it was always such an to have Ammi on my side
That's why it hit me like a Mack when I found out that he died
Yeah, it hit me like a Mack trucks when I out that he died
enter Alex, 33 years old and so sick with the cancer
And trapped a body that betrayed his real gender
We all hoped and that he would go into remission
At least long enough, just long enough to his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you know my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on stage now and you can sing along"
That's the very first song I wrote all by myself
It's angels and recovery and friends and hope and health
By the we finished singing he was pissed off, he was scared
He said, "I lost my home, my lover, my and my hair
And now I'm to lose you too, my new friend"
I into those big blue eyes and said we'll meet again
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said we'll meet
Then I got the phone from Alyssa and she told me he was dying
By the I got to his bedside we were both already flying
We held hands and we songs, tried to be strong floated around
While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him
Yeah, I cursed the skin that he was in for all the it had let him down
But at the time I was taking my own body for granted
I lost sight of my feet 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 had been good to me and I treated it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I don't want my to watch me die"
So I his cheek, made him a shirt and then I said goodbye
And cremated him in the shirt that I drew
Of the two of us said they're flying over you too
Now the silver ponies have my homie 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 again, I started walking again, I miss my friends
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creeps as a habit, predisposed
To systematically clinging together in the
Know the measure of a pack, it's not a question of the
The individuals that bottleneck into the
On a March blank Sabbath, news from the of make-believe
reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, middle see
Yesterday the cells his chest were growing baby teeth
Today a radiated vacancy
Wait, two years ago a of mine
me to redefine all enemy-kind
I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one the future
I'll take it everybody knows the
Antibodies hatching in a hellaback no room to maneuver
Like disappearing into the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you me like a robot
I gave you a Nintendo, you yourself a Mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of charts
To be around your without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about people speak about
When nobody's acknowledging the obvious about the crowbar
In plane slope, comatose of baggage
From king of hearts to for jackals
And never got to us all his own swan song right
Coincidentally the rebel in me like thunder
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