In Memory Of

It's quite grotesque the way it is
You know, limbless
Can you imagine it writhing in the water?
Like some post-Chernobyl nightmare
I mean, how does it move?
Like a torpedo? Or does it
Shoulder itself against the currents
Gnashing with frustration
Its furious mane bleached
The color of a drowned sun
But take a second look at it
How it is poised so terrestrially
Marooned on this rough shore
As if unsure of its rightful harbor

Round around away we go
Down the hole nobody knows
The point of no-return
Where cities burn
Shoot to kill to entertain
Here we go again
In memory of

All the while that came before
After 1 2 3 and 4
The part my stomach hurts
Party like the money's earned
It's none of my concern
But you will never learn
But you will never learn
Til they day you're wide awake
You'll make the same mistake
But I'll be here for you

Do you see me in the heat
Down the hole where losers meet
Inside another song
Is it right or is it wrong
Devil may care and be gone
Tomorrow's here today

All the while that came before
After 1 2 3 and 4
The part my stomach hurts
Til they day you're wide awake
You'll make the same mistake
But I'll be here for



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Writer(s): Hamdan D
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