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[ti:State Hospital] |
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[ar:Frightened Rabbit] |
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[al:Pedestrian Verse (Deluxe Editi] |
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Frightened Rabbit - State Hospital |
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The half back-flip conception, a state hospital birth |
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The most threadbare tall story the country's ever heard |
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Brought home to breathe smoke in the arms of her mother |
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With a blunt kitchen knife |
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Who just lays in a submissive position |
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Beneath the national weight and the slow arc of a fist |
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Her heart beats like a breeze block thrown down the stairs |
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Her blood is thicker than concrete, forced to be brave she was |
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Born into a grave |
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And in the limp three years of board schooling |
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She's accustomed to hearing that she could never run far |
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A slipped disc in the spine of community |
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A bloody curse word made pedestrian verse |
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Spirits in graveyards and fingers in car parks |
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She cries in the high street just to be heard |
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A screaming anchor for nothing in particular |
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At the foot of the f*ck of it, and dragging her heels in the dirt |
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Her heart beats like a breeze block thrown down the stairs |
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Her blood is thicker than concrete, forced to be brave she was |
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Born into a grave |
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The cheek of youth flushed red and turned gray |
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Now she lies on the pavement, she's helped to her feet |
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All thighs, hair, and magpie handbags |
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Saturday's uniform for the f*ck me parade |
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Brought home to keep warm in the arms of a plumber |
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Who's ruddy and balding |
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Who just needs a spine to dig into |
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A chest for the head, and a hand for the holding |
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Her heart beats like a breeze block thrown down the stairs |
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Her blood is thicker than concrete, forced to be brave she was |
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She was |
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Her heart beats like a breeze block thrown down the stairs |
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Her skin is thicker than concrete, forced to be brave she was |
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She was |
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A broken elevator anthem held between floors |
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But if blood is thicker than concrete, all of it is not lost |
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All is not lost |
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All is not lost |
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All is not lost |
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All is not lost |
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