Mercy from Demo 2 by Charlie the Knife

she can't move her legs and claims she feels no pain. nervously i pace miles in place to keep myself from freezing to death (it's not easy). crawled up the walls, had a seat on the ceiling.

now my muscles wrap around my bones so tight that i've become a ghost town waiting to collapse to dust.

solving cold cases while dozens of faces we've never seen try to crowd the tv and charge a fee for some footprints, ask for donations: "cords for the lord, percocets for complainers."

now my muscles wrap around my bones so tight that i've become a ghost town waiting to collapse.

three more until i fill the page. three to take so i won't over think how to relax.

now my muscles wrap around my bones so tight that i've become a ghost town waiting to collapse.

far away things seem just fine but the population's in decline.

"so long, so well. alone? oh well, at least you've got your health!"

well...go to hell with that.

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