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Tail

from LongLady by The Royal They

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Go make a scene
Yeah, you fucking will
Drag it around
Like a rotting tail

Keep the addled trace
Born in a scene
On your crooked face
Grimacing


Do what you want to
Yeah you’ve gotta
Keep it a secret
Like you always do


Call off the guard
He’s got you in a dream
You didn’t wash the plates
Or keep the earrings

Pick up the glass
With gray and twisted means
You notice what is missing
You dive into the drink


Do what you want to…


Table the tasks
Refuse imagining
Rip around the streets
Ravaging


Do what you want to…


You’ve got nothing
Nobody cares
You’ve got nothing
Nothing to share

You’ve got nothing
Nobody there
You’ve got nothing
I’m sick of it

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from LongLady, released December 30, 2015

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