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I have this new of which the story must be told
About the night I overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital with skin and cold
And tubes in my urethra, down my and up my nose
My friends and the doctors were all shocked I dead
That's when looked at me and this is what she said
Walk like
Walk thunder
Walk like
like thunder
So I walked to the rebel spot, I all over uptown
I walked right side up and I walked down
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 back and I walked fast past all the voices in my
I with the sweats and I walked with the chills
I in New York City and I walked in Bed-ford Hills
I walked into open mic nights and I walked the rooms
I feeling optimistic and I walked feeling doomed
I walked with some mama's boys and I walked with punks
I dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked some givers and I walked with some leeches
I all by myself and I walked with the Moldy Peaches
I walked all over the world so I could sing my to you
And to your most emails I'd said, "This is what I do"
I walk like
Walk like
Walk thunder
Walk thunder
But at some point I got so
I didn't even realize that I'd started to crawl
That my old Ammi died at 37 of a heart attack
And I cracked 'cause my age are not supposed to die like that
No, no, no, no, people my age are not supposed to die like
He was the old manager of the cafe
That place was a home to me, it's where I learned to play
And his personality really helped create a
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 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 trucks when I found 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 prayed that he would go remission
At least long enough, just long enough to his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you Eleventeen's my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on stage now and you can sing along"
That's the very first song I ever wrote all by
It's angels and recovery and friends and hope and health
By the time we singing 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 into those big blue eyes and said meet again
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said we'll again
I got the phone call from Alyssa and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside we were both already
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 that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
But at the time I was taking my own body for granted
First I lost sight of my then they became un-planted
And I never felt so stupid or so selfish or so sad,
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
he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends to watch me die"
So I kissed his cheek, him a shirt and then I said goodbye
And cremated him in the shirt that I drew
Of the two of us that said they're over you too
Now the silver pink ponies have my in their crew
So I up my laces and knew what I had to do
I started walking again, I started walking again, I my friends
I started walking again, I started walking again, I my friends
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Even as a habit, predisposed
To systematically clinging together in the
the measure of a pack, it's not a question of the whole
The that bottleneck into the fold
On a March Sabbath, news from the ministry of make-believe
That reach a in Minneapolis, middle see
the cells inside his chest were growing baby teeth
Today a raven radiated
Wait, two years ago a friend of
Called me to all enemy-kind
I'm at the at twenty-four and no one knew the future
I'll take it everybody knows the
hatching in a hellaback with no room to maneuver
Like disappearing into the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you me like a robot
I you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a Mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning tower of charts
To be around your beats a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about whatever speak about
When acknowledging the obvious disease about the crowbar
In deep plane slope, of baggage
From of hearts to carrying for jackals
And never got to sing us all his own song right
Coincidentally the rebel in me like thunder
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