Twenty-Seven

Hope you didn't mind when I saw you

Turn into nothing less

Than nothing new

Before you wait to sleep it off

How little is enough

What can you do

Before you decide to make

The last mistake

Withdraw

Away from us

And say goodbye

To all but one that takes you

Put you to rest

On twenty-seventh street nothing will keep you warm

Everything brings you harm

Everything here fails you

Now lying on your feet everyone nails you

Everyone worships you

Everyone here fails you

I can figure it out and it's all about to

Turn into lack of wit on sinking ships

I might have jumped but you jumped first

Abandoned ties that bind

There's no salvation here

I surely mist the times when we were so depressed

No I miss you

No I miss you

And you are missing something

You take a rip and then you

Find sedation some salvation

A masochistic only point of view

Nothing is left of you

Everyone speaks the truth

Everyone here fails me

Hope you didn't mind when I saw you

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