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Prince and the Revolution - I Would Die 4 U

darlingtheyvefoundthebody:

How much do you make in that death factory?

Severance owed in the chamber of revolvers

Empty jails fall from my scalp,

shake the globe and let me out

If still I can remember the day that they took you from me
Seems like I’ve been running from your trenchant memory

Harp sickle will warn me when it’s over

‘Cause if heaven breathes then someone trade places with me

‘Cause I don’t want to tear feathers instead of rags, instead of rags
When do I get to see the body preserved inside this grin

Sewn in the lips were her last words

I’ll be damned, I can still hear her laughing
Your angels have tangled their brass again The comfort of doubt, still it keeps you thin

 And still I can remember the day that they took you from me
Is your glass about to break?

Are you purple with currant?

Will you now become the servant?

Gordian knots in the power lines, saucer fills to empty with pesticide

Like the pharaohs of old bury me in gold
I’ll make your son refuse to fight

In the stalk home setting that we provide

If your heart does cease to speak

My fingernail choir will make your chalkboard sing