Songtexte
She's
drawing
pictures
with
a
razorblade
she
says
she
wants
to
spend
the
day
with
me
she
tells
me
of
the
time
she
went
to
rescue
all
her
pills
from
the
empty
corner
pharmacy
I
wonder
how
she
feels
And
as
I
lay
I
heard
the
crumbling
mountain
tops
inside
my
feeble
wandering
restless
disposition
wondering
if
she's
been
here
all
along
wandering
in
and
out
of
all
the
hallways
of
my
mind
And
so
I
lay
beside
her
on
a
mattress
in
the
kitchen
and
we
watch
the
sun
come
up
and
she
takes
my
hand
beneath
the
blanket
to
her
body
and
she
whispers
softly
that
she
was
glad
that
we
had
met
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