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letra de death of a salesman - the golden dregs

daylight burns my eyes
the warmer months have p-ssed me by
but this time round i’m certain i
will not have lived another year in vein
she was just a helping hand
and i was just a broken man
living off of broken land
where no one cared to speak my name
she tells me ‘darkness needn’t come’
feeds me zinc and magnesium
i tilt my head and swallow ‘til
realisation chases her away
and when she said ‘be free’
what she really meant was ‘see
if you can make it on your own’
i don’t know why you’d sell
me life insurance when it’s pretty clear that i am not too well
and the policy suggests
i’m valued higher in death than in the sorry life i’ve lead
i am just a salesman
you want self respect today man?
every conversation is greeted
just like every other call

seldom do my thoughts digress
beyond the hope of tenderness
no, i don’t believe in much;
a fearful thing, to love what death can touch
i don’t know why you’d sell
me life insurance when it’s pretty clear that i am not too well
and the policy suggests
i’m valued higher in death than in the sorry life i’ve lead

- the golden dregs

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