If tears cut deep like razorblades
And mercy’s far away
Burdens pay are waiting in the shades
Where white is always grey
No walls no doors no sign of light
Still you see it all
Dark days are long oh come the night
The cutting tears fall
From below the gate of the other side
Where the arms are, bella
The wailing sounds when tears collide
Must be the blues from hellah
The planet took one final spin
That very last eve
The backyard was swept, cleaned from within
Then you leave and let leave
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