swan lake - city calls lyrics
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oh the city calls its wild wastes
its fortressed breeze to help
in the park was caravaggio’s christ
who f-cked the police and put an end to the price of automobile radio heists
and did you want to help did you think you’d help?
but your help was a hurt
a motivational welt
wounds and their salts
“and the ill milk in your bones
and you whisper to your knees
and your two broken collarbones:
you want to take a photograph then take a photograph of me!”
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