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Driving

de POLIÇA

Snow falls on the tip of my tongue
Tasting blood of the violence to come
Branches hang low to drag and reach
Crows begging a hawk for its meat
Prism dug from the bottle waves
This, the skin and the hair, you came
Cuts was made for the nerves to die
Some so bold, they speak in light
Legs running in the tall tear blades
Imagine wanting life and the want remains
Watching rot in every passing eye
Bones bend to eat the shit from the flies

Driving, driving
Driving, driving
See how she's leading
See how she's leading
See how she's leading
See how she's leading

Bent my knees down as low as they go
Swallow ashes, then vomit gold
Crone wades on a sinking ship
Carries shadows deep into my crypt
Never listened to the words out my mouth
Only heard the thoughts and the thoughts was proud

Driving, driving
Driving, driving
Driving, driving
Driving, driving
See how she's leaving
See how she's leading
See how she's leaving
See how she's leading
See how she's leaving
See how she's leading
See how she's leaving
See how she's leading

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