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| There are lacerations on my hands and face And sprinkles of glass twinkling like stars Giving my blood to the interior of the car I am wounded and fatigued And finding it hard to drive She is wearing her red lipstick tonight And a black V-neck dress With small ruffles around the colar and sleeves Her vanilla fragrance kisses the air all around In strange chemicals that always make me smile I know she is crying and trying to scream Bound and gagged in the trunk of my car But I wonder if she is thinking of me I thought about killing God the other day I wanted to burn down the heavens and the moon I wanted to hold you in my arms again and never let go There is a canopy of stars in these hills Away from the city lights They are there like you and me now Strange and in love |