3 O’clock

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Oxbow - Rock

3 O’clock

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Black tie And jacket over chair back My figure fat And fucking gunnysacked Casting broke-wing shadows On the duvet While baby sleep, baby sleep, baby sleep Yeah and baby talks away Like a… liar, liar Yeah my heads on fire Bent over your dreaming (your dreaming) I hear the- the scheme- scheme- SCREAMING And like Jesus now, I sleep Almost never Who the hell Is that man, that man? That man you see in your sleep? What kind of company do you keep? You think I am gone? I am the love of what is wrong And that waits for me from dusk on through dawn Hot, hot, hot and hating me And itching to be free Looking for another way, eat me Looking for another way To fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me! Fuck... fuck... fuck mе... Love, love, love Listеn to the tongue you speak When the days turn into days of no sleep And oh God, I am so weak I am so weak And you are killing me But in her crescent-cut eye I see the spark that means awake And I wonder why Someone always has to die Love, love, love

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  • Oxbow