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can you feel the hunger?
is it deafening?
your stomach growl
a freight train
long & hot on a still dead night
the anxiety in waiting
between a rumble & a roar

[down by the river]
beat me down when i was standing
tall
left me bloody down by the river
if that river could carry me away
wash this body clean
if i thought for a second
id let that river take me
down o the ocean - way out to sea
goddamn these emotions,
they're killing me!

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tremble, you shake
til the night turns to dawn
all the reasons you made
up
are all old, dead & gone
trying being fruitless
& selling your time
they dont want a person
& they sure as hell dont want
your mind