He took my heart right back
A distant father who would soon become a Dad all over again
Ten men it took to kill them all
One falls, they all fall
They sought me out for two hundred thousand dollars
Albanian businessmen heavily intent on swarming – rotten moths to a distastefully lit flame
Hot dogs with a horn on in the first place
The pain atrocious but now I owe it all to him
Cocaine, heroine – an agonising mind-prison – and back again
My very best friend had to die in my cause – didn’t make it in time
How I dream now and then of hitting rewind
I will never, ever have to writhe unclothed in front of those mind-boggling lunatics
A bullet right between the eyes of the very last man forced to free me
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