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Gonna be too hot to breath today But everybody is out here on the streets Somebody has opened up the fire hydrant Cold water rushing out in sheets Some kid in a Marcus Allen jersey Asks me for a cigarette Companionship is where you find it So I take what I can get Lovecraft on the Car Length fun house mirrors Lovecraft in Brooklyn Well the sun goes down The armies of the voiceless Several Hundred-thousand strong Come without their bandages Their voices raised in songs When the street lights sputter out They make this awful sizzling sound I cast my gaze towards the pavement Too many blood stains on the ground Rhode Island drops into the Ocean No place to call home anymore Lovecraft in Brooklyn Head outside most everyday to try to keep the wolves away In every set of self if copenation come woke up afraid of my own shadow Like, Genuinely afraid headed for the pawnshop To buy myself a switchblade Someday somethings coming From way out beyond the stars To kill us while we stand here It will store our brains in mason jar And then the girl behind the counter asks "How do you feel today?" and I say "I feel like Lovecraft in Brooklyn!" Yeah! |
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