She breathes through the book
Measures a picture there
Picks up a knife
Cuts it to wallet size
Now she has lived
Now she has breathed
And now she's tasted heaven but the trip doesn't sting
And all she wanted was a photograph
Rain on my tongue
Feels like I'm tasting God
Silver and gold
Drinking the riches up
Back to the night
And if I died
I'm gonna ask my questions on the other side
And all she wanted was a photograph
Mask of the city hangs in mock deliberation
I step outside the wire while the sun strips off my cocaine
Bent like a banshee while my cup is overflowing
Another brutal ending I know I'm an animal story telling
And she breathes through the book
Said that she never knew
Question is easy
But the answer is hard to take
The binding cracks
And the words will fade
But she keeps the picture in the frame that she made
And all she wanted was a photograph
For Barbara are. She breathes through the book Measures a picture there Picks up a knife Cuts it to wallet size Now she has lived Now she has breathed And now she's tasted heaven but the trip doesn't sting And all she wanted was a photograph Rain on my tongue Feels like I'm tasting God Silver and gold Drinking the riches up Back to the night And if I died I'm gonna ask my questions on the other side And all she wanted was a photograph Mask of the city hangs in mock deliberation I step outside the wire while the sun strips off my cocaine Bent like a banshee while my cup is overflowing Another brutal ending I know I'm an animal story telling And she breathes through the book Said that she never knew Question is easy But the answer is hard to take The binding cracks And the words will fade But she keeps the picture in the frame that she made And all she wanted was a photograph Explain Request ×
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