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I have this new tattoo of the story must be told
About the night I almost overdosed ten 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 were all I wasn't dead
That's when Katrina at me and this is what she said
Walk thunder
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So I walked to the rebel spot, I walked all uptown
I walked right side up and I walked down
I walked to with my eyes fixed on the ground, yeah
We all over Chetze Beach and kept the rocks we found
I walked back to my parents' house, I walked back to my old bed, yeah
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 into open mic nights and I walked into the rooms
I feeling optimistic and I walked feeling doomed
I walked with some mama's and I walked with some punks
I dressed up like a rabbit, I walked dressed up like a skunk
I walked with givers and I walked with some leeches
I walked all by myself and I walked with the Moldy
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 like thunder
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But at point I got so comfortable
That I didn't even that I'd started to crawl
my old friend 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 to die like 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 create a space
a bunch of honest misfits could all gather 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 have Ammi on my
That's why it hit me like a Mack truck when I found out he died
Yeah, it hit me like a Mack trucks when I found out that he
Then enter Alex, 33 years old and so with the cancer
And trapped inside a body betrayed his real gender
We all hoped and prayed that he would go into
At long enough, just long enough to complete his transition
He said, "Kimya, did you know my favorite song?"
I said, "Then get your ass on right now and you can sing along"
That's the first song I ever wrote all by myself
It's about angels and recovery and friends and 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 about to you too, my new friend"
I looked into those big blue eyes and said we'll again
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and said meet again
Then I got the phone call from and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside we both already flying
We held hands and we sang songs, tried to be floated around
While I cursed the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him
Yeah, I cursed the that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
But at the same I was taking my own body for granted
First I lost sight of my feet they became un-planted
And I never felt so or so selfish or so sad, yeah
My body had been to me and I treated it so bad, yeah
My body had been to me and I treated it so bad
he said, "Mama, I don't want my friends 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 pink have my homie in their crew
So I up my laces and knew what I had to do
I started walking again, I walking again, I miss my friends
I walking again, I started walking again, I miss my friends
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Even creeps as a habit,
To systematically clinging together in the
Know the measure of a pack, it's not a of the whole
The individuals bottleneck into the fold
On a March blank Sabbath, from the ministry of make-believe
reach a tarmac in Minneapolis, middle see
Yesterday the cells inside his chest growing baby teeth
Today a raven vacancy
Wait, two years ago a friend of
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 pills the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you told me a robot
I gave you a Nintendo, you yourself a Mohawk
You let us will you down beneath the leaning of flow charts
To be your beats without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about people speak about
When nobody's acknowledging the disease about the crowbar
In deep plane slope, of baggage
king of hearts to carrying for jackals
And never got to sing us all his own swan song
Coincidentally the rebel in me walk thunder
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