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letra de mud therapy - cannonball statman

she’s buried in the corner, waits for dinner
doesn’t speak chinese, she can’t help decipher
the mysterious book i got in the mail
the man with the gold in the mouth of the room
sits beneath the martian, the boy from sp-ce camp
livin’ poisonous dreams. but he’s a free man now
i am a ghost in the body of a human
watch me crawl, wait up for the morning
i’m the center of attention in my mind

watch me crawl, wait up for the morning
i’m the center of attention in my mind
the center of attention in my mind

then i took the train to another country
and i met a local woman who talked kind of funny
i knew we’d die in the end
threw paper at each other, like a one hit wonder
in the motel room, lightning, thunder
fire, ice, and piercing screams
woke up in the morning with gunfire out my window
and, oh, my demons, follow me where i go
and i’ll follow until i’m dead
i’ll follow my demons until i’m dead

i’m sitting in front of a wall, early on a monday morning
every day those weird, pink puzzles of bone and ego
spill like manic paint into the new york city transit system
one goes here, one goes there
everyone is from somewhere, and now they are nowhere
liquids and kids campaign for the right to be solid
bernard’s pale lavender voice remains glued to the back of my tv screen
holy ghost, holy ghost, holy ghost

bernard’s pale lavender voice remains glued to the back of my tv screen
holy ghost, holy ghost, holy ghost
holy ghost, holy ghost, holy ghost
holy ghost, holy ghost, holy ghost
holy ghost, holy ghost

- cannonball statman

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