I`m dead, got nothing to lose the biggest fucker around`s gonna give himself the blues trying to make trouble for a dead man what`s that, you`re mistaken the spot you wanted most has already been taken and it`s been taken by your own self no reason for a hasty retreat you`re dead just a little bit too perhaps you`ve forgotten all the things you can`t do like letting your belly get swollen from lack of food and every broken rock or bone or blue-green god tree or the smell of damp or the touch of you reminds me of the you we once knew
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