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marah – the dishwasher’s dream lyrics

born with a face that life would erase
i chased the frustrated wind to new york
i fell in love with monique during a yanks winning streak
and we danced to the popping of corks

i found work in the weeds of the kitchen where the seeds
of my dreams i did plant in the sink
where the tower of plates threw shadows on our fates
and i had too much time for to think

fourteen hours a day left me little time to play
with my lover who slept through her blues
as the sizzle of filets was the soundtrack that played
while i struggled through my headaches and flus
and my vision of a day when we could get away
seemed to sink into the suds of the soap
that i used to make money that i spent on my honey
for to keep her in cheetos and dope

one day alone with my thoughts and the pans and the pots
i was beginning to fear for our life
while the burners threw heat from out under the meat
i lunged with the edge of a knife
and as my blood formed a rose with the sweat from my nose
on the face of a china white plate
i returned to a time when hope was our friend
instead of this b-tch who we hate

i fell to the tiles my face was all smiles
the sink overflowing a flood as sous chefs and waiters
and vegetable traders all stood in the path of my blood
i began to relax and slowly unwind and drift off as the maitre’d cried
“well this is what happens when love starts to rot and poisons the dishwasher’s mind”
i awoke to the sound of monique calling out from her nightmarish side of our bed
my wrists were all flesh there were no signs of cuts
as i reached out to touch her sweet head
and as the sweat on her face found a new resting place
on the tip of my fingers i leaned
into her ear and told her no fear
we’re just having the same awful dream

- marah lyrics

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