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Bring me the head of little Queenie
then drink up all the thoughts that kill me
hear the cracking of spines under your nose
and feel the places where nobody goes
please bring me the head of anyone
that breaks my line of sight
Turns out that we see
each moment as it comes to be
the sadness of no one
means nothing for the rest of us
the greatest of the great depressions
stop from a deep sleep to - break you in bed
take what I need and leave the rest in your head
leave you thoughtless and cross-eyed for a time
the greatest of the great depressions
bleed for everyone
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