BLOOD (red)
Sunday Postman
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Blood trickles from his mouth, down his chin, what a mess I've got nothing to offer him, with a life unaddressed Throw it all away in the dentist party favor If your bleed on the ride, Maria's gonna hop the side Past problems go, past problems go into labor oh I can't hide away, I can't hide away, I can't hide away We safely arrive, and the nurses do the rest His numbers sky high, diabetes... what a bitch I told you to wait in the car I'll come through, if I don't come apart I need to "yes", I need to "no", so I won't waver Cause problems right now, can't save for later Past problems go, past problems go into labor I can't hide away, I can't hide away, I can't hide away Don't miss the hallelujah on the side of the road Don't miss the angel on the side of the road That's the address I must address And I confess, I never arrive East looks west, not doing my best, I lie like the rest While I drive through the night Blood trickles from his mouth, down his chin, what a mess I've got nothing to offer him, with a life unaddressed
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