Counting The Reps

by Chelsea   Apr 7, 2006


Drain my head,
Drain my feet
Pour them out,
Pour them far out.
See what you see?
Blood, flesh, Disease?
No, nothing.
Drain my brain,
Drain my soul
Pour them out,
Pour them far out
See what you see?
Sadness, Anger, Depression?
No, nothing.
Drain my art,
Drain my music.
Pour them out,
Pour them far out.
See what you see?
No nothing, see what you see, yeah, you see a corporate customer paying dollar coins.
No need for anything to be here.

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