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i can stand here for hours
looking down at the sand
see your corpse in the silt wash
watch them weeds in your hair

but i will drag you at dusk
across the empty beach
to one of those many caves
where holidaymakers urinate

and the stagnant air
will help with your breakdown
shortly afterwards no doubt
i’ll have the self same cravings and anxieties

quite vivid are those memories
of my previous convictions
the old girl falls in the fake marble hearth
clutching a bag of brass b-ttons

her flowered crimplene drеss
had ridden up to her thighs
my hands werе bl–dy
yeah my hands were bl–dy

and we’ll go at dawn
to smash you into a streetlamp
see the droplets of blood
as you lay loose in the gutter
and we’ll go at dawn
across the empty car park
to one of those great garages
where young children experiment

and the splattered walls
sum up my aggression
when it’s quiet no doubt
i’ll make the self same actions

i’ll make the self same actions

i can stand here for hours
looking down at the sand
see your corpse in the silt wash
watch the weeds in your hair

but i will drag you at dusk
across the empty beach
to one of those many caves
where holidaymakers urinate

and the stagnant air
will help with your breakdown
shortly afterwards no doubt
i’ll have the self same cravings and anxieties
the same cravings

we’ll go at dawn
into a streetlamp

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