Anasarca - Eugene Debs | Текст песни

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• Eugene Debs

the welts are rising and rising
and turning a deeper and deeper red.
twenty four hours of revenge and therapy.
i can't believe what you've seen.
twenty four hours of revenge and therapy,
i feel the things that you've seen.
they rise. it's rising to a red.
you try to keep it from a red.
i hope i can belong, i hope you don't believe.
the welts are rising and rising
and turning a deeper and deeper red.
the welts slowly rise up from your dirty ground.
you touched the rising frown.
infect it all around from my two eyes to your dirty hands.
it flows. it grows from your eyes.
it's not a wake up call. it's what you think.
it's what you deem it as red.
do you feel the things that you've seen?
i can't believe what you've seen.
i feel the things that you've seen.
i push my palm inside of you.
will you try to hide your bruise?
infest it all around from your eyes.
it caused the rise that hurts you and brings you clean
and rising a problem you deem.

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