Meatline Heatmiser

Once you where a walking bomb
And we squandered all our charm
Throw a dollar down where your veins pop out
And they say “Am I crazy? Am I sane?
Or my own people make me feel ashamed?”

Other folks make no mistake
They can tell just by your face
Ain’t got no will to some
Buildings never break
Yeah but it was me that brought you cigarettes and grapes
On the telephone it was a dead end useless too but toward
A false ear
Did you look so peculiar?

Mеatline
Another pouring out
Meatlinе
Another dollar down
Meatline
A sin don’t take no pride
Meatline
We could be so alike

I was walking through the street
All dressed up like Halloween
That I was filled with smoke
That came out with skin and bone
And I couldn’t get you to tell me what this means
This stupid note
Probably that we’re dead, with all tied up exposures in my head