Ive Been Delivered
I could break free from the
Wood of a coffin
If I need
But nothins hard as
Gettin free from places
Ive already been
Ive been waste-deep
In the burnin meadows
Of my mind
In the engine
In cold december
Shootin fire from the hose
Now turn off your lights
cause Im not comin home
til Im delivered for the first time
I was first-born to a parade
That follows in rows
Down a narrow cold black river
Faceless shadows
Movin slow
I would move swift when
The sounds of a trumpet would blow
Ive been the puppet
Ive been the strings
I know the vacant face it brings
Now the bells of curfew
They may ring before Im through
But soon
Ill be delivered for the first time
You might keep clean
In the back of an angel motorcade
It doesnt matter who walks in
You know, the joke is still the same
Youll just wake up
Like a disposable lover
Decomposed
Ive been gone
Ive been remembered
Ive been alive
Ive been a ghost
So now, if downtown explodes
Ill still be on this road
til Im delivered for the first time
I have drawn blood
From the neckline
When vampires were in fashion
You know Id even learn
To cut my throat
If I thought I could fit in
cause i, I once heard
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song performed by Wallflowers
Added by Lucian Velea
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