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I have new tattoo of which the story must be told
About the I almost overdosed ten years ago
I woke up in the hospital with skin clammy and
And tubes in my urethra, down my throat and up my
My and the doctors were all shocked I wasn't dead
That's when Katrina at me and this is what she said
Walk like
Walk like
like thunder
Walk like
So I walked to the spot, I walked all over uptown
I walked side up and I walked upside down
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 parents' house, I 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 the chills
I walked in New York City and I walked in Hills
I walked into open mic nights and I into the rooms
I walked feeling optimistic and I feeling doomed
I walked with mama's boys and I walked with some punks
I walked dressed up like a rabbit, I dressed up like a skunk
I walked with some givers and I walked with leeches
I walked all by myself and I walked the Moldy Peaches
I walked all over the so I could sing my songs to you
And to most desperate emails I'd said, "This is what I do"
I walk thunder
Walk thunder
Walk like
like thunder
But at some point I got so
That I didn't even realize that I'd 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, my age are not supposed to die like that
He was the old of the sidewalk cafe
That place was a second home to me, it's where I to play
And his personality really helped create a
Where a bunch of honest misfits could all gather and feel
He was a cynic, a supporter, he was crazy, he was
He'd yell out, "Cut the bullshit" or he'd say, "I'm glad you're here"
And it was always an honor to have Ammi on my side
That's why it hit me like a Mack truck when I found out 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 inside a body that his real gender
We all hoped and prayed he would go into remission
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 stage right now and you can along"
That's the very first song I ever wrote all by
about 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 looked into those big blue eyes and said we'll meet
Yeah, I looked into his sad blue eyes and we'll meet again
Then I got the phone from Alyssa and she told me he was dying
By the time I got to his bedside we were already flying
We held hands and we songs, tried to be strong floated around
While I cursed the that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
Yeah, I the skin that he was in for all the ways it had let him down
But at the same time I was my own body for granted
First I lost of my feet then they became un-planted
And I felt so stupid or so selfish or so sad, yeah
My body had good to me and I treated it so bad, yeah
My body had been good to me and I it so bad
Then he said, "Mama, I want my friends to watch me die"
So I his cheek, made him a shirt and then I said goodbye
And they cremated him in the shirt I drew
Of the two of us that they're flying over 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 started walking again, I miss my
I started walking again, I started walking again, I my friends
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Even as a habit, predisposed
To systematically clinging in the cold
Know the of a pack, it's not a question of the whole
The individuals that bottleneck into the
On a March blank Sabbath, news the ministry of make-believe
That reach a in Minneapolis, middle see
Yesterday the cells inside his chest were growing baby
a raven radiated vacancy
Wait, two ago a friend of mine
Called me to redefine all
I'm at the hospital at twenty-four and no one the future
I'll it everybody knows the future
Antibodies in a hellaback with no room to maneuver
Like disappearing pills the masticated fuchsia
I asked you how you feeling, you told me like a
I gave you a Nintendo, you gave yourself a
You let us you down beneath the leaning tower of flow charts
To be around your without a beeping sound of Bogart
And speak about whatever people about
When nobody's acknowledging the disease about the crowbar
In deep plane slope, comatose of
From king of hearts to for jackals
And got to sing us all his own swan song right
Coincidentally the rebel in me walk like
like thunder