Who made my bones whole?
And wore my sins clean?
I’ve gotta be honest, I really can’t see
It’s raw all so raw
Raw like the heart I ate last night
Fake like the love I swallowed with fright
Diagnosed with food poisoning
New prescription in hand
The pills go down smooth
And fit right into the groove
Of my ever slowing bloodstream
Then it all went black
And the taxonomist had a heart attack
Cause the side effects say blindness
But he never saw itAnd no one ever will
Cause we all ate a raw heart that night
Learned the love we swallowed with fright
Was the very last time we’d use all our might
To conjure up some sight
Who made my bones whole?
Who wore my sins clean?
Now I’m living off pure dream
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