paroles de chanson Body for the Pile - Clipping. , Sickness
And
it's
stains
in
the
wainscotting,
cracks
in
the
baseboard
Arachnid
in
the
corner
serving
up
face
Like
whose
house
you
think
this
is?
Prism
vision
in
low
light
Scan
prison
tats
on
the
back
of
a
low-life,
lifeless
And
a
broke
nose
might
just
be
done
drippin'
Wet
all
night,
it
dries
deep
red
on
the
off-white
carpet
And
a
soft
light
arcs
just
above
arm
height
All
white
Vans
placed
on
the
floor,
pack
of
Pall
Mall
lights
Bite
marks
on
a
half
sandwich
with
no
crust
Mustard
and
mayonnaise,
lettuce
and
red
cold
cuts
Moonlight
streams
through
window
dust
It
floats
up
to
the
ceiling
fan
that
Creaks
from
rust
as
it
labors
to
go
'round
Trying
to
catch
that
feeling
And
the
paint
on
its
base
is
peeling
And
the
taste
in
the
air
is
faint
but
There,
just
enough
that
the
rats
are
nearing
'Cause
where
there's
blood,
There's
feast
and
famine,
makes
murder
a
meal
And
the
cheap
wall
clock
will
stop
at
One
shot,
so
he
knew
it
was
time
to
kill
Bust
one
shot
if
your
blood's
still
pumping
Bust
two
shots
if
you're
really
'bout
something
Three
little
pigs
and
they
can't
do
nothing,
for
the
last
time
You
can't
run,
you
just
a
body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
Body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
You
just
a
body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
And
you
should
probably
take
your
last
breath
right
about
now
Office
highly
decorated
Plastic
frames
around
diplomas,
all
the
commendations
Accommodating
swivel
chair
where
the
blue-suited
sir
sits
slumped
Brains
splattered,
wall
stained,
grey
matter
runs
Badge
with
his
name
makes
blood
on
the
tongue
'Cause
it's
pinned
to
his
right
cheek
Right
where
the
gun
must
have
first
Flirted
before
it
was
stuck
in
his
mouth
Officer
*bleep*
with
his
brains
blown
out
Water
pitcher
with
the
ice,
two
glasses,
one
either
side
Of
the
desk,
the
lipstick
left
on
one
appears
to
smile
wide
And
the
slanted
blinds
are
squinting
just
enough
for
the
sunrise
To
zebra
stripe
the
room
with
light,
He
would
have
had
to
shield
his
eyes
But
they
wide
open,
no
motion,
no,
he
never
flinched
Palms
flat
on
the
table,
didn't
seem
to
move
an
inch
Fishbowl
on
the
far
side
of
the
room
where
goldfish
swims
around
Suspicious
of
the
gun
that
now
sits
in
the
bowl
with
him
Bust
one
shot
if
your
blood's
still
pumping
Bust
two
shots
if
you're
really
'bout
something
Three
little
pigs
and
they
can't
do
nothing,
for
the
last
time
You
can't
run,
you
just
a
body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
Body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
You
just
a
body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
And
you
should
probably
take
your
last
breath
right
about
now
Red
and
blue
lights
spinning
on
the
Corner
by
the
new
fried
chicken
spot
Cop
car
hopped
the
curb
then
Absurdly
hit
the
hydrant,
which
wouldn't
stop
Spraying
water
that's
dripping
over
the
Face
that's
made
its
way
through
the
windshield
And
cuttin'
bleedin'
the
people
leaving
The
scene
and
saying
they
never
seen
him
Coming
but
he
must
have
run
the
light,
he
never
broke
(Broke)
Hand
is
reaching
for
the
gun
but
couldn't
get
a
hold
(Hold)
So
it's
sitting
limp
up
on
the
dash
and
all
the
Flashing
of
the
cameras
is
lighting
up
the
noontime
cold
Overcast,
broken
glass
on
the
concrete,
the
scent
of
gasoline
Hovers
over
the
motor
smoke
and
the
single
broken
bicycle
spoke
Wheel
still
protruding,
The
medics
moving
the
little
twisted
body
to
bag
it
up
Detective
notices
the
traffic
camera
Then
calls
the
station
to
back
it
up
And
somewhere
the
screams
turn
into
sobs
And
the
sirens
mix
with
the
howls
of
dogs
And
from
the
water,
the
rolling
fog
Scented
wet
as
the
breath
of
God
They
say
in
the
greyscale
city
where
the
skies
Are
scraped
and
the
days
are
pretty
much
shaded
You
never
know
the
faithful,
They
walk
and
they
pray
and
there's
One
less
lung
sucking
air
today,
so
Bust
one
shot
if
your
blood's
still
pumping
Bust
two
shots
if
you're
really
'bout
something
Three
little
pigs
and
they
can't
do
nothing,
for
the
last
time
You
can't
run,
you
just
a
body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
Body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
You
just
a
body
for
the
pile,
body
for
the
pile
And
you
should
probably
take
your
last
breath
right
about
now
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