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recollections of an artist

Wipe the blood from your nose

how come nobody knows

how the chorus should go

how come nobody knows

 

do you know how it feels

when the rain hits the roof

but the roof of your mouth

it’s not we anymore

 

put the one by the two

cut the rest into lines

but there’s blood on the door

and you’re feeling just fine

but you ran out of time

 

wipe the blood from your nose

how come nobody knows

how the chorus should go

how come nobody knows

remember who you are

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